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... and traced Words which I could not guess of ; then he lean'd His bow'd head on his hands , and shook as ' twere With a convulsion — then arose again , And with his teeth and quivering hands did tear What he had written , but he shed ...
... and traced Words which I could not guess of ; then he lean'd His bow'd head on his hands , and shook as ' twere With a convulsion — then arose again , And with his teeth and quivering hands did tear What he had written , but he shed ...
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Page 55 - Fare thee well! and if for ever Still for ever, fare thee well Even though unforgiving, never 'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain, While that placid sleep came o'er thee Which thou ne'er can'st know again: Would that breast by thee glanc'd over, Every inmost thought could show!
Page 72 - With a convulsion— then arose again, And with his teeth and quivering hands did tear What he had written, but he shed no tears...
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Page 131 - ... expiatory sacrifice. If he has children, they are to be taken from him. If he has a profession, he is to be driven from it. He is cut by the higher orders, and hissed by the lower." He is, in truth, a sort of whipping-boy, by whose vicarious agonies, all the other transgressors of the same class are, it is supposed, sufficiently chastised. We reflect very complacently on our own severity, and compare with great pride the high standard of morals established in England, with the Parisian laxity....
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Page 56 - Hearts can thus be torn away: Still thine own its life retaineth, Still must mine, though bleeding, beat ; And the undying thought which paineth Is — that we no more may meet. These are words of deeper sorrow Than the wail above the dead ; Both shall live, but every morrow Wake us from a widow'd bed. And when thou wouldst solace gather, When our child's first accents flow, Wilt thou teach her to say ' Father ! ' Though his care she must forego?