Literary Frivolities, Fancies, Follies and FrolicsChatto and Windus, 1880 - 288 strán (strany) |
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Strana 33
... The Hiveful of Honey , " " The Handful of Honeysuckles , " " The Seven Sobs of a Sorrowful Soul for Sin , " & c . Sir Thomas Browne gives another instance in the C following sentence : " Even that vulgar and tavern music ALLITERATION . 33.
... The Hiveful of Honey , " " The Handful of Honeysuckles , " " The Seven Sobs of a Sorrowful Soul for Sin , " & c . Sir Thomas Browne gives another instance in the C following sentence : " Even that vulgar and tavern music ALLITERATION . 33.
Strana 75
... soul and body both From future pains deliver . " " Oh wretched is the man that doth Fall in a rocky river ; For why ? he's drowned and murdered both— No aid can him deliver . " Other tasks produced the annexed verses : " Few things ...
... soul and body both From future pains deliver . " " Oh wretched is the man that doth Fall in a rocky river ; For why ? he's drowned and murdered both— No aid can him deliver . " Other tasks produced the annexed verses : " Few things ...
Strana 78
... soul would ruffle . " " I grant that some by tongue or pen Are daily , hourly in a scuffle ; But then we philosophic men Have placid tempers naught can ruffle . " " Last night I left my desk and pen , For in the street I heard a scuffle ...
... soul would ruffle . " " I grant that some by tongue or pen Are daily , hourly in a scuffle ; But then we philosophic men Have placid tempers naught can ruffle . " " Last night I left my desk and pen , For in the street I heard a scuffle ...
Strana 81
... soul shall wing , And to its God each vice and virtue bring . Oh , may there then on earth be found but few Not well prepared to bid the world adieu . MORNING ON ARTHUR'S SEAT . On Arthur's lofty top sublime , Seamed by the iron hand of ...
... soul shall wing , And to its God each vice and virtue bring . Oh , may there then on earth be found but few Not well prepared to bid the world adieu . MORNING ON ARTHUR'S SEAT . On Arthur's lofty top sublime , Seamed by the iron hand of ...
Strana 83
... soul . When Catherine did her charms dis - play , ( The Loves and Graces in her train ) , Could I unconsious turn away , Nor feel love's poignant pleasing pain ? Her charms unlocked a precious store The hard of heart can never find ...
... soul . When Catherine did her charms dis - play , ( The Loves and Graces in her train ) , Could I unconsious turn away , Nor feel love's poignant pleasing pain ? Her charms unlocked a precious store The hard of heart can never find ...
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Strana 152 - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
Strana 177 - A combination and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man: This was your husband.
Strana 39 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!
Strana 158 - FLUTTERING spread thy purple pinions, Gentle Cupid, o'er my heart ; I a slave in thy dominions ; Nature must give way to art. Mild Arcadians, ever blooming, Nightly nodding o'er your flocks, See my weary days consuming, All beneath yon flowery rocks.
Strana 149 - Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, • But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die...
Strana 265 - Who hath woe ? who hath sorrow ? who hath contentions? who hath babbling? who hath wounds without cause ? who hath redness of eyes ? They that tarry long at the wine ; they that go to seek mixed wine. Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the cup, when it moveth itself aright. At the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder.
Strana 274 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Strana 155 - And he said unto me, Son of man, can these bones live ? And I answered, O Lord God, thou knowest.
Strana 280 - Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife, nor his ox, if you love me as I love you no knife can cut our love in two.
Strana 274 - Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Find us farther than today.