And the bee banquets on through a whole year of flowers ; Where the sun loves to pause With so fond a delay, That the night only draws A thin veil o'er the day ; Where simply to feel that we breathe, that we live, Is worth the best joy that life elsewhere... The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore - 303. oldalszerző: Thomas Moore - 1857 - 420 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
| Original - 1836 - 456 oldal
...tallow. The sensations too approach much nearer to something exquisite; or as Moore expresses it, " And simply to feel that we breathe, that we live, Is worth the best joys life elsewhere can give." Virgil attributes the same superiority of atmosphere to Elysium, that... | |
| Capel Lofft - 1837 - 608 oldal
...penetrated with the soul of Nature, and every nerve and fibre in full unison with her tone. Where only to feel that we breathe, that we live, Is worth the best joy that life elsewhere can give. There must be something against nature in solitude, something foreign to the moral sense. The proof is, that,... | |
| Capel Lofft - 1837 - 288 oldal
...penetrated with the soul of Nature, and every nerve and fibre in full unison with her tone. Where only to feel that we breathe, that we live, Is worth the best joy that life elsewhere can give. There must be something against nature in solitude, something foreign to the moral sense. The proof is, that,... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1838 - 412 oldal
...never dies in the still-blooming bowers, And the bee banquets on through a whole year of flowers ; Where the sun loves to pause With so fond a delay,...Is worth the best joy that life elsewhere can give ! Irieli historians, it gave England tho fini opportunity pt* profiting by our divuioim and subduing... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1841 - 396 oldal
...never dies in the still blooming bowers, And the bee banquets on through a whole year of flowers ; Where the sun loves to pause With so fond a delay,...ardent and pure as the clime, We should love, as they lov'd in the first golden time; The glow of the sunshine, the balm of the air, Would steal to our hearts,... | |
| Edwin Lee - 1841 - 242 oldal
...has elsewhere said, one feels mere existence to be a pleasure, or, as the poet has expressed it — " Simply to feel that we breathe, that we live, Is worth the best joys that life elsewhere can give," on comparing them with the fogs, humidity, and variable weather... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1844 - 800 oldal
...come, as may appear by Marcus Antoaius, and by rbdestruclion of Troy." 190 191 Where the sun lores to pause ; With so fond a delay. That the night only...ardent and pure as the clime, We should love, as they lov'd in the first golden time; The glow of the sunshine, the balm of the air, Would steal to our hearts,... | |
| Douglas Jerrold - 1846 - 606 oldal
...seemed to melt away in tranquil 'beatitude, and our travellers might have said with the poet, " Here simply to feel that we breathe — That we live — Is worth the best pleasures life Elsewhere can give." On the third morning Bertha received letters from Madame Roden... | |
| Noble Butler - 1846 - 268 oldal
...which tako ANAPESTIC VERSE. 1. Of one foot. But too far Each proud star. 2. Of two feet. Where th6 sun | loves to pause, With so fond a delay, That the night only draws A thin veil o'er the day. 3. Of three feet. T have found | out ag,ft | for my fair, I have found where the wood-pigeons treed.... | |
| Capel Lofft - 1846 - 528 oldal
...penetrated with the soul of Nature, and every nerve and fibre in full unison with her tone. " Where only to feel that we breathe, that we live, Is worth the best joy that life elsewhere can give." There must be something against nature in solitude? something foreign to the moral sense. The proof is, that,... | |
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