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I'll tell my tale of truest love , And join the night bird of the grove , In praise of thee
. Then come , and to my throbbing breast , Responsive let thine own be prestO
come , and listen to the sigh Of one ne'er happy but when nigh , Sweet girl , to ...
I'll tell my tale of truest love , And join the night bird of the grove , In praise of thee
. Then come , and to my throbbing breast , Responsive let thine own be prestO
come , and listen to the sigh Of one ne'er happy but when nigh , Sweet girl , to ...
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And seek my lovely girl , And bring with thee , from that famed countree , Whose
eyes are bright as the clear starlight , A ladye for thy bride . And whose teeth are
white as pearl . The maidens there are gay and fair And thou wilt own that the ...
And seek my lovely girl , And bring with thee , from that famed countree , Whose
eyes are bright as the clear starlight , A ladye for thy bride . And whose teeth are
white as pearl . The maidens there are gay and fair And thou wilt own that the ...
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I worshipped thee , My beautiful , bright deity ! Worshipped thee as a sacred thing
Of Genius ' high imagining - But loved thee for thy sweet revealing Of woman's
own most gentle feeling . I might have broken from the chain Thy power , thy glory
...
I worshipped thee , My beautiful , bright deity ! Worshipped thee as a sacred thing
Of Genius ' high imagining - But loved thee for thy sweet revealing Of woman's
own most gentle feeling . I might have broken from the chain Thy power , thy glory
...
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I have sought for thee in the blue harebell , And deep in the foxglove's silken cell ,
For I feared thou hadst drank of its potion deep , And the breeze of this world bad
rocked thee asleep . Then into the wild rose I cast miné eye , And trembled ...
I have sought for thee in the blue harebell , And deep in the foxglove's silken cell ,
For I feared thou hadst drank of its potion deep , And the breeze of this world bad
rocked thee asleep . Then into the wild rose I cast miné eye , And trembled ...
Страница 479
This is Even while I muse , I see thee sitting you very date the In maiden bloom
and matron with a toma d'Eden I Fair , gentle as when first I sued , Ye seem , but
of sedater mood ; Yet my heart leaps as fond for thee As when , beneath
Arbigland ...
This is Even while I muse , I see thee sitting you very date the In maiden bloom
and matron with a toma d'Eden I Fair , gentle as when first I sued , Ye seem , but
of sedater mood ; Yet my heart leaps as fond for thee As when , beneath
Arbigland ...
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Страница 379 - O that I had wings like a dove : for then would I flee away, and be at rest.
Страница 258 - Live not the stars and mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit ? Are the dropping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears ? No, no ; they woo and clasp us to their spheres, Dissolve this clog and clod of clay before Its hour, and merge our soul in the great shore.
Страница 479 - Was on the streams of Guadalquiver, To gold converting, one by one, The ripples of the mighty river, Beside me on the bank was seated A Seville girl, with auburn hair, And eyes that might the world have cheated, — A wild, bright, wicked, diamond pair ! She stooped, and wrote upon the sand, Just as the loving sun was going, With such a soft, small, shining hand, I could have sworn 't was silver flowing. Her words were three, and not one more, What could Diana's motto be ? The siren wrote upon the...
Страница 479 - When words come down like dews unsought With gleams of deep enthusiast thought, And fancy in her heaven flies free — They come, my love, they come from thee.
Страница 112 - PITY the sorrows of a poor old man, Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door, Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span ; Oh, give relief, and heaven will bless your store.
Страница 263 - O'er beauty's fall ; Her praise resounds no more, when mantled in her pall. The most beloved on earth Not long survives to-day ; So music past is obsolete, And yet 'twas sweet, 'twas passing sweet, But now 'tis gone away...
Страница 340 - is there not a window in your house on purpose for you to look through?" " For all that," resumed the pendulum, "it is very dark here: and although there is a window, I dare not stop, even for an instant, to look out.
Страница 340 - may I be allowed to inquire, if that exertion was at all fatiguing or disagreeable to you ?" " Not in the least," replied the pendulum; " it is not of six strokes that I complain, nor of sixty, but of millions.
Страница 112 - Heaven has brought me to the state you see ; And your condition may be soon like mine, The child of sorrow and of misery.
Страница 50 - ... repressed with a smile the hopes of his friends, and told them he had lived long enough. As his life drew near a close, the eager yet decorous solicitude of his fellow townsmen increased.