Zuleika, and other poems

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Simpkin, Marshall, 1846 - 191 oldal
 

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125. oldal - ... glad, frank manner of one whose heart is at ease. Her very fondness for her son had something mournful in it ; she seemed to fear the indulgence of all earthly affections. Still, nothing could be more perfect than the union of herself and her child. It was touching to see them together; for, if this cold world has one tie more holy, and more redeemed from all selfish feeling than another, it is that which binds the widow and the orphan together. His dress changed, and his dinner over, Norbourne...
55. oldal - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore ; There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar : I love not man the less, but nature more...
63. oldal - That I can live, and let thee go, Who art my life itself? No, no — When the stem dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too ! Then turn to me, my own love, turn, Before like thee I fade and burn; Cling to these yet cool lips, and share The last pure life that lingers there!
163. oldal - Man's love is of his life a thing apart, 'Tis woman's whole existence...
110. oldal - ... there he kept it and tended it. The voyage home was rough and tempestuous, and so much longer than usual, that the supply of fresh water in the ship fell short, and they were obliged to measure it out most carefully to each person. The captain was allowed two glasses a day ; the sailors who had...
158. oldal - LOKD, how manifold are thy works! in wisdom bast thou made them all: The earth is full of thy riches.
111. oldal - The cells were as dreary and comfortless there as the more accessible ones below, and yet those who could procure a little money, by any means, gladly paid it to be allowed to rent one of these topmost cells. What was it that made them value this weary height ? It was, that beyond that forest of chimneys and desert plain of slates, they could see the Cedar of Lebanon ! His cheeks pressed against the rusty bars, the poor debtor would pass hours looking upon the Cedar.
110. oldal - MANY years ago a Frenchman who was travelling in the Holy Land, found a little seedling among the Cedars of Lebanon, which he longed to bring away as a memorial of his travels. He took it up tenderly, with all the earth about its little roots, and, for want of a better flower-pot, planted it carefully in his hat, and there he kept it and tended it. The voyage home was rough and tempestuous, and so much longer than usual, that the supply of fresh water in the ship fell short, and they were obliged...
111. oldal - There was once a prison at the end of these gardens, a dark and dismal and terrible place, where the unfortunate and the guilty were all mixed together in one wretched confusion. The building was a lofty one, divided into many storeys, and, by the time you reached the top, you were exhausted and breathless.
114. oldal - Long niter thou art gone. I make myself my own deceit, I know it is a dream, But one that from my earliest youth Has colored life's deep stream. — Frail colors flung in vain, but yet A thousand times more dear Than any actual happiness That ever brightened here.

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