English Poetesses: A Series of Critical BiographiesCassell, Limited, 1883 - 381 páginas |
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... breath of scandal had ever touched her . Not a line had ever left her pen that she need have blushed for . Her end fulfilled the wish expressed in her own lines : " So that , in various accidents , I conscience may , and honour , keep ...
... breath of scandal had ever touched her . Not a line had ever left her pen that she need have blushed for . Her end fulfilled the wish expressed in her own lines : " So that , in various accidents , I conscience may , and honour , keep ...
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... breathing and a nervous affection of the face , dressed shabbily , and seldom attended to the cleanliness of his linen . His wigs were so scrubby , and so burnt away in front by contact with candles , that Mr. Thrale's valet had much ...
... breathing and a nervous affection of the face , dressed shabbily , and seldom attended to the cleanliness of his linen . His wigs were so scrubby , and so burnt away in front by contact with candles , that Mr. Thrale's valet had much ...
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... breathing night of Spring , The happy child , to whom the world is new , Pursues the evening moth of mealy wing , Or from the heath - bell beats the sparkling dew , He sees , before his inexperienced eyes 99 The brilliant glow - worm ...
... breathing night of Spring , The happy child , to whom the world is new , Pursues the evening moth of mealy wing , Or from the heath - bell beats the sparkling dew , He sees , before his inexperienced eyes 99 The brilliant glow - worm ...
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... breathing the purest spirit of enlightened philosophy , views a sister nation with affected scorn and real jealousy , and presumes to ask whether she yet exists ? Yes ; all of her exists that is worthy to do so . Her dungeons , indeed ...
... breathing the purest spirit of enlightened philosophy , views a sister nation with affected scorn and real jealousy , and presumes to ask whether she yet exists ? Yes ; all of her exists that is worthy to do so . Her dungeons , indeed ...
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... breath after your swift footsteps up the high hills excepted ; and these drawbacks are not unpleasant in the recollection . We have got some salt butter to make our toast seem like yours , and we have tried to eat meat suppers , but ...
... breath after your swift footsteps up the high hills excepted ; and these drawbacks are not unpleasant in the recollection . We have got some salt butter to make our toast seem like yours , and we have tried to eat meat suppers , but ...
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Página 319 - What would we give to our beloved ? The hero's heart, to be unmoved, The poet's star-tuned harp, to sweep, The patriot's voice, to teach and rouse, The monarch's crown, to light the brows ?He giveth His beloved, sleep.
Página 328 - O MAY I JOIN THE CHOIR INVISIBLE" Longum illud tempus, quum non era, magis me movet, quam hoc exiguum. — Cicero, Ad Att., xii: 18. O may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence: live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self, In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.
Página 282 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right ; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose...
Página 207 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set, but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
Página 210 - Not there; not there, my child.' Is it where the feathery palm-trees rise, And the date grows ripe under sunny skies? Or 'midst the green islands of glittering seas. Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze, And strange bright birds on their starry wings Bear the rich hues of all glorious things? Not there; not there, my child.
Página 327 - No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere: I see Heaven's glories shine, And faith shines equal, arming me from fear. O God within my breast, . Almighty, ever-present Deity! Life — that in me has rest, As I — undying Life — have power in Thee!
Página 325 - Cold in the earth— and the deep snow piled above thee, Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave? Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hover Over the mountains, on that northern shore, Resting their wings where heath and fern-leaves cover Thy noble heart for ever, ever more?
Página 317 - And now, what time ye all may read through dimming tears his story, How discord on the music fell and darkness on the glory, And how when, one by one, sweet sounds and wandering lights departed, He wore no less a loving face because so brokenhearted, He shall be strong to sanctify the poet's high vocation.
Página 63 - And no great wonder," Death replies ; " However, you still keep your eyes ; And sure to see one's loves and friends For legs and arms would make amends.
Página 208 - THE GRAVES OF A HOUSEHOLD. THEY grew in beauty, side by side, They filled one home with glee — Their graves are severed far and wide, By mount, and stream, and sea.