The Rival Sisters, with Other PoemsSmith, Elder and Company, 1834 - 159 oldal |
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ix. oldal
... thou go ! " Who dare to set a limit to the mind , Degrade their Maker , and debase their kind . The sum is this - in intellect or face , A casual likeness we may sometimes trace ; At times a line , a thought , may coincide , And yet the ...
... thou go ! " Who dare to set a limit to the mind , Degrade their Maker , and debase their kind . The sum is this - in intellect or face , A casual likeness we may sometimes trace ; At times a line , a thought , may coincide , And yet the ...
2. oldal
... thou then teach the deepening tints to awe , Do thou the mournful minstrelsy inspire ! Though sterner critics turn , perchance , away , My song may win the listening ear of youth- The smile of beauty may reward the lay , And pity's tear ...
... thou then teach the deepening tints to awe , Do thou the mournful minstrelsy inspire ! Though sterner critics turn , perchance , away , My song may win the listening ear of youth- The smile of beauty may reward the lay , And pity's tear ...
12. oldal
... yet so far debased is human kind , That worth and truth can fail the heart to bind . Yes , lovely sceptic , hear me at thy feet , Relenting hear , the promise I repeat : What fair Medora was , be thou to me , 12 THE RIVAL SISTERS .
... yet so far debased is human kind , That worth and truth can fail the heart to bind . Yes , lovely sceptic , hear me at thy feet , Relenting hear , the promise I repeat : What fair Medora was , be thou to me , 12 THE RIVAL SISTERS .
13. oldal
Rival sisters. What fair Medora was , be thou to me , And more than Conrad shall thy Desmond be- O ! I will prove the substance of that shade , The model of the picture there pourtrayed . " ' Twas with a trembling joy that Laura heard ...
Rival sisters. What fair Medora was , be thou to me , And more than Conrad shall thy Desmond be- O ! I will prove the substance of that shade , The model of the picture there pourtrayed . " ' Twas with a trembling joy that Laura heard ...
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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!