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... intituled ' The Temple , ' to a gentle- woman , with the following lines : Know you , Fair , on what you look ? Divinest love lies in this book , Expecting fire from your eyes To kindle this his sacrifice 6 PATCHWORK .
... intituled ' The Temple , ' to a gentle- woman , with the following lines : Know you , Fair , on what you look ? Divinest love lies in this book , Expecting fire from your eyes To kindle this his sacrifice 6 PATCHWORK .
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... Woman , behold thy son , " and to the disciple John , " Behold thy mother , " and " from that hour that disciple took her to his own home , " without having his heart smote within him ! We see it in His treatment of the woman taken in ...
... Woman , behold thy son , " and to the disciple John , " Behold thy mother , " and " from that hour that disciple took her to his own home , " without having his heart smote within him ! We see it in His treatment of the woman taken in ...
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... woman's ee ! Not mentioning the lad in the first stanza makes it much more impressive , and more pathetic when he is mentioned . WITHOUT AND WITHIN . ' My coachman , in the moonlight there , Looks thro ' the side - light of the door ; I ...
... woman's ee ! Not mentioning the lad in the first stanza makes it much more impressive , and more pathetic when he is mentioned . WITHOUT AND WITHIN . ' My coachman , in the moonlight there , Looks thro ' the side - light of the door ; I ...
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... woman , ' I have been to Rome since I saw you - I have seen all sorts of great people -I have seen the Pope . ' The sympathetic old dame replied with animation , ' The Pope of Rome ! -Honest marn ! -haze he ony faimly ? ' A LOVER'S ...
... woman , ' I have been to Rome since I saw you - I have seen all sorts of great people -I have seen the Pope . ' The sympathetic old dame replied with animation , ' The Pope of Rome ! -Honest marn ! -haze he ony faimly ? ' A LOVER'S ...
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... woman , she is desperately ugly , as ugly as sin , and ( I venture to think ) almost as agreeable ; but she has big , bright eyes , and if it were not for those eyes her extreme plainness might never have arrested me ; as it is , when I ...
... woman , she is desperately ugly , as ugly as sin , and ( I venture to think ) almost as agreeable ; but she has big , bright eyes , and if it were not for those eyes her extreme plainness might never have arrested me ; as it is , when I ...
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Page 45 - And he shakes his feeble head, That it seems as if he said, "They are gone." The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
Page 45 - But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here; But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer!
Page 41 - Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found, Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound My echoing song; then worms shall try That long preserved virginity, And your quaint honor turn to dust, And into ashes all my lust: The grave's a fine and private place, But none, I think, do there embrace.
Page 40 - Had we but world enough, and time — This coyness, Lady, were no crime : We would sit down, and think which way To walk, and pass our long love's day. Thou by the Indian Ganges' side Should'st rubies find : I by the tide Of Humber would complain.
Page 100 - Who is on my side? who?" And there looked out to him two or three eunuchs. And he said, "Throw her down." So they threw her down: and some of her blood was sprinkled on the wall, and on the horses : and he trode her under foot.
Page 12 - Except for love's sake only. Do not say ' I love her for her smile — her look — her way Of speaking gently, — for a trick of thought That falls in well with mine, and certes brought A sense of pleasant ease on such a day ' — For these things in themselves, Beloved, may Be changed, or change for thee, — and love, so wrought, May be unwrought so. Neither love me for Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry, — A creature might forget to weep, who bore Thy comfort long, and lose thy love...
Page 172 - ... though the whole plant was not larger than the top of one of my fingers, I could not contemplate the delicate conformation of its roots, leaves, and capsula, without admiration. Can that Being (thought I) who planted, watered, and brought to perfection, in this obscure part of the world, a thing which appears of so small importance, look with unconcern upon the situation and sufferings of creatures formed after his own image? — surely not!
Page 41 - Sits on thy skin like morning dew, And while thy willing soul transpires At every pore with instant...
Page 11 - IF thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say " I love her for her smile . . her look . . her way Of speaking gently, . . for a trick of thought That falls in well with mine, and certes brought A sense of pleasant ease on such a day...
Page 44 - To carry on the feelings of childhood into the powers of manhood; to combine the child's sense of wonder and novelty with the appearances, which every day for perhaps forty years had rendered familiar; With sun and moon and stars throughout the year, And man and woman; this is the character and privilege of genius, and one of the marks which distinguish genius from talents.