The Rival Sisters, with Other PoemsSmith, Elder and Company, 1834 - 159 oldal |
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15. oldal
... pangs remitted , and its doom reversed , Forgets the hard condition of its birth " And beats to rapture , though it beats on earth ; " Tis when that throbbing heart , which long has owned Some worshipped idol on its altar throned , Fled ...
... pangs remitted , and its doom reversed , Forgets the hard condition of its birth " And beats to rapture , though it beats on earth ; " Tis when that throbbing heart , which long has owned Some worshipped idol on its altar throned , Fled ...
25. oldal
... sought By one whom she had wronged , though but in thought- Flashed o'er her soul a pang of keen remorse , That stirred her feelings from their inmost source , And wakening all the love that late had slept , CANTO II . THE BROKEN VOW . 25.
... sought By one whom she had wronged , though but in thought- Flashed o'er her soul a pang of keen remorse , That stirred her feelings from their inmost source , And wakening all the love that late had slept , CANTO II . THE BROKEN VOW . 25.
34. oldal
... woes , And probe his wounds before their depth he knows ; And count his pangs , and trace them to their source , Ere comes the full conviction of their force . Thus , by degrees , on Laura's tortured soul , 34 THE RIVAL SISTERS ,
... woes , And probe his wounds before their depth he knows ; And count his pangs , and trace them to their source , Ere comes the full conviction of their force . Thus , by degrees , on Laura's tortured soul , 34 THE RIVAL SISTERS ,
36. oldal
... pang , it had not pierced me long : But thou ! my guide , companion , sister , friend ! With whom my very being seemed to blend- Was it thy hand that forged the venomed dart , And urged the death - blow to my bleeding heart ? If e'er ...
... pang , it had not pierced me long : But thou ! my guide , companion , sister , friend ! With whom my very being seemed to blend- Was it thy hand that forged the venomed dart , And urged the death - blow to my bleeding heart ? If e'er ...
41. oldal
... pang of sudden terror seemed to dart . " But no ! " she thought , " to him , and him alone , The vows I tremble to reveal , are known . " " Laura ! " she said , ( and speaking , strove to hide . The secret fear she felt , by feigning ...
... pang of sudden terror seemed to dart . " But no ! " she thought , " to him , and him alone , The vows I tremble to reveal , are known . " " Laura ! " she said , ( and speaking , strove to hide . The secret fear she felt , by feigning ...
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anguish art thou aught bard beauty bestowed blest bliss bloom blush bosom bower breast breath bright brow calm cease charm cheek confest dear deem deep Desmond despair doom dread dreams E'en e'er earth END OF CANTO ev'n eyes fair fame fatal fate father fear feel felt flame fled fond forget friends gaze glance glow grace grief hand hath heard heart heaven hope hour Julia Laura lips lyre maid matchless mingled misery mourn muse never night nymph o'er OLD BAILEY once pain pale pangs passion peace pensive pity praise prayer rapture repose resigned rest round scene Shakespeare shed sigh sight sire sister sleep smile soft SONNET soothe sorrow sought soul strove sweet tears thee theme thine thought tomb tortured trembling Twas twill voice voice of music wake weep wept wild woes wondering youth
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157. oldal - It is not an open enemy that hath done me this " dishonour, for then I could have borne it. " Neither was it mine adversary that did magnify " himself against me : for then, peradventure, I would " have hid myself from him. "But it was even thou my companion, my guide, ''mine own familiar friend.
146. oldal - Death's tremendous blow. The knell, the shroud, the mattock, and the grave; The deep damp vault, the darkness, and the worm ; These are the bugbears of a winter's eve, The terrors of the living, not the dead.
27. oldal - Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.
27. oldal - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key; As if our hands, our sides, voices...
17. oldal - What years, i' faith ? Vio. About your years, my lord. Duke. Too old, by heaven; let still the woman take An elder than herself ; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are.
1. oldal - Island of bliss! amid the subject seas, That thunder round thy rocky coasts, set up, At once the wonder, terror, and delight, Of distant nations...
158. oldal - I say so, my lord. For I have read, that God made man, but that man can make God I never yet read: nor I suppose ever shall read it.
157. oldal - If I may trust the flattering eye of sleep, My dreams presage some joyful news at hand My bosom's -lord sits lightly on his throne, And all this day an unaccustom'd spirit Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.
146. oldal - Thine ear ia patient of a serious song. flow deep implanted in (he breast of man The dread of death '! I. sing its sovereign cure. Why start at Death ? where is he 1 Death arrived, Is past ; not come, or gone : he's never here. Ere hope, sensation fails. Black-boding man Receives, not suffers, Death's tremendous blow. The knell, the shroud, the mattock, and the grave ; The deep damp vault, the darkness, and the worm; These...
18. oldal - Of all defects with which frail man is curst, How oft a want of firmness proves the worst!