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appear arms Arnaud beauty became become blessed bloom bound breath bright brow cast cheek child Cloth clouds comes companion course dark dear death delight dream dwell earth existence eyes face fair fate father fear feel felt flowers gaze gentle give glad glance green hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven hope hour Hubert knew land leave light lips live look loveliness meet mind moon mother nature never night o'er once pale parents passed passion possessed present rich rose scene seemed short side sigh smile soon sorrow sought soul sound spirit stars stream sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought tree turn unto voice walk wealth whilst wild wilt wish young youth
Halaman 100 - How am I glutted with conceit of this ! Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please ? Resolve me of all ambiguities ? Perform what desperate enterprise I will? I'll have them fly to India for gold, i Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-found world For pleasant fruits and princely delicates.
Halaman 56 - twixt Now and Then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This body that does me grievous wrong, O'er aery cliffs and glittering sands How lightly then it flashed along : Like those trim skiffs, unknown of yore, On winding lakes and rivers wide, That ask no aid of sail or oar, That fear no spite of wind or tide ! Nought cared this body for wind or weather When Youth and I lived in't together.
Halaman 56 - With Nature, Hope, and Poesy When I was young! When I was young? — Ah, woeful When! Ah, for the change 'twixt Now and Then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This body that does me grievous wrong, O'er...
Halaman 201 - tis kindled ne'er can die ; It lives though treachery and slight To quench the constant flame may try.
Halaman 74 - Before you had those timber toes, Your love I did allow, But then you know, you stand upon Another footing now!" "O Nelly Gray! O Nelly Gray! For all your jeering speeches, At duty's call I left my legs In Badajos's breaches!
Halaman 108 - Oh, it was not so much to chase the deer Or to brush the dew away, That the baron had left his downy couch, And mounted his courser gray. The baron he loved a maiden bright, Yet she was of lowly race, And he rode to meet her at break of day, As though he had follow'd the chase. The baron he spurr'd his goodly steed, And rode with might and main ; And when he had ridden a mile or two, A deer sprang o'er the plain. Then drew the baron his fatal bow, Swift flew the feathery dart; The arrow it miss'd...