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... bliss to press thy snowy breast , Not Persia's king was half so blest . LYDIA . Whilst for no other thou didst burn , Nor didst for Chloe , Lydia spurn , I , Lydia , of exalted name , Not even envied Ilia's fame . HORACE . Now Cretan ...
... bliss to press thy snowy breast , Not Persia's king was half so blest . LYDIA . Whilst for no other thou didst burn , Nor didst for Chloe , Lydia spurn , I , Lydia , of exalted name , Not even envied Ilia's fame . HORACE . Now Cretan ...
Halaman 38
... bliss augment , or charm thy griefs away : May'st thou be blest in virtue , peace , and love , Till summon'd hence to happier realms above . " Nov. 26. We are obliged to A. , and to D. W. " Hope " gives us encouragement . G. S. must ...
... bliss augment , or charm thy griefs away : May'st thou be blest in virtue , peace , and love , Till summon'd hence to happier realms above . " Nov. 26. We are obliged to A. , and to D. W. " Hope " gives us encouragement . G. S. must ...
Halaman 59
... bliss each moment seem'd to die , A hope expir'd with ev'ry spark . My hope and flame together shone : I mourn them both with deep regret : The past is all " forgiven , " gone ! Be still , my bosom , and forget ! Impossible : -thou wilt ...
... bliss each moment seem'd to die , A hope expir'd with ev'ry spark . My hope and flame together shone : I mourn them both with deep regret : The past is all " forgiven , " gone ! Be still , my bosom , and forget ! Impossible : -thou wilt ...
Halaman 65
... bliss though truly sweet , Where sweetest , soonest cloys . Who ne'er has known thy spell Must less than mortal be ; Thy whims no tongue can tell ; To thee , and thine , farewell , Thy chains are not for me . Experience told me this ...
... bliss though truly sweet , Where sweetest , soonest cloys . Who ne'er has known thy spell Must less than mortal be ; Thy whims no tongue can tell ; To thee , and thine , farewell , Thy chains are not for me . Experience told me this ...
Halaman 78
... bliss , no blasted hope , No parent's mournful knell , Could make my heart more keenly feel , Than did your last farewell . How often does the silent gloom Of contemplation's cell , Bring to my care - worn pensive mind , That bitter ...
... bliss , no blasted hope , No parent's mournful knell , Could make my heart more keenly feel , Than did your last farewell . How often does the silent gloom Of contemplation's cell , Bring to my care - worn pensive mind , That bitter ...
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Adelaide adieu admiration Almack's Amyntor arms AUDI ALTERAM PARTEM beauty bewitching blest bliss bosom breast bright brow Carthage Charles Dashwood charm Committee cricket Darlington dear death delight e'en e'er Editors elected ev'ry exclaimed fair fair lady fair sex fame farewell fate fear feel forget fortune friendship gentleman Giaour glorious grief hand happiness hear heard heart heav'n honor hope Hora Sarisburienses Horæ hour Kenyon ladies Latham leave look Lord Lord Ruthven lov'd meeting mind misery mortal Mytton ne'er never o'er Palmer paper pass perusal pleasure pow'r praise pray'r quadrille Reginald regret rose sacred scenes schoolfellows seem'd Seymour sigh smile song soon sorrow soul spot stanzas sweet tear tell thanks thee thine thou art thought tion Twas Utopia vex'd vote Wentworth whilst wish word young youth
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Halaman 60 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Halaman 61 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th
Halaman 4 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Halaman 199 - Had I but served God as diligently as I have served the king, He would not have given me over in my grey hairs.
Halaman 292 - He faded, and so calm and meek So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender, kind...
Halaman 124 - And is it in the flight of threescore years To push eternity from human thought, And smother souls immortal in the dust? A soul immortal, spending all her fires, Wasting her strength in strenuous idleness, Thrown into tumult, raptured, or alarm'd At aught this scene can threaten or indulge, Resembles ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.
Halaman 60 - tis too horrible. The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
Halaman 195 - Much beautiful, and excellent, and fair Was seen beneath the sun ; but nought was seen More beautiful, or excellent, or fair, Than face of faithful friend, fairest when seen In darkest day ; and many sounds were sweet, Most ravishing, and pleasant to the ear ; But sweeter none than voice of faithful friend, Sweet always, sweetest, heard in loudest storm.
Halaman 332 - WE talked with open heart, and tongue Affectionate and true, A pair of friends, though I was young, And Matthew seventy-two. We lay beneath a spreading oak, Beside a mossy seat; And from the turf a fountain broke, And gurgled at our feet. 'Now, Matthew...
Halaman 124 - What nothing earthly gives, or can destroy, The soul's calm sunshine, and the heart-felt joy, Is virtue's prize: A better would you fix?