What Men Have Said about Woman ...Henry Southgate Routledge, Warne, & Routledge, 1865 - 320 страници |
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... hour of triumph , woman's voice was loudest in the acclaim of joy that ascended to Heaven from an emanci- pated nation . Bellew . Her Affection . Affections are as thoughts to her , The measure of her hours ; Her feelings have the ...
... hour of triumph , woman's voice was loudest in the acclaim of joy that ascended to Heaven from an emanci- pated nation . Bellew . Her Affection . Affections are as thoughts to her , The measure of her hours ; Her feelings have the ...
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... hour of him who led them . Byron . Fair ladies ! you drop manna in the way of starved people . Shakespeare . Her Angelic Beauty . Die when you will , you need not wear , At Heaven's court , a form more fair Than beauty at your birth has ...
... hour of him who led them . Byron . Fair ladies ! you drop manna in the way of starved people . Shakespeare . Her Angelic Beauty . Die when you will , you need not wear , At Heaven's court , a form more fair Than beauty at your birth has ...
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... hour by hour , some drop of health came back , and mingling with the speech and feeble stream of life which circulated languidly within you , swelled it again to a high and rushing tide . I have watched you change almost from death to ...
... hour by hour , some drop of health came back , and mingling with the speech and feeble stream of life which circulated languidly within you , swelled it again to a high and rushing tide . I have watched you change almost from death to ...
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... hour From her divine and sacred eyes . Hodge . Her Recollection of Faded Beauty . When cheeks are faded and eyes are dim , is it sad or pleasant , I wonder , for the woman who is a beauty no more , to recall the period of her bloom ...
... hour From her divine and sacred eyes . Hodge . Her Recollection of Faded Beauty . When cheeks are faded and eyes are dim , is it sad or pleasant , I wonder , for the woman who is a beauty no more , to recall the period of her bloom ...
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... , Without the smile from partial beauty won , Oh ! what were man ? -a world without a sun . Till Hymen brought his love - delighted hour , There F 2 WOMAN . 67 of softer companions, who, by nameless delightful sympathies ...
... , Without the smile from partial beauty won , Oh ! what were man ? -a world without a sun . Till Hymen brought his love - delighted hour , There F 2 WOMAN . 67 of softer companions, who, by nameless delightful sympathies ...
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Страница 30 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles, and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Страница 216 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Страница 295 - Who can find a virtuous woman ? for her price is far above rubies. The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil. She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life. She seeketh wool and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands. She is like the merchants' ships ; she bringeth her food from afar.
Страница 228 - But gladly, as the precept were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile...
Страница 119 - So excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember?
Страница 88 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint : She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven : Porphyro grew faint : She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Страница 172 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires: As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts, and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires:— Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Страница 215 - And, father cardinal, I have heard you say That we shall see and know our friends in heaven: If that be true, I shall see my boy again; For since the birth of Cain, the first male child, To him that did but yesterday suspire, There was not such a gracious creature born.
Страница 20 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Страница 72 - Toilsome and indigent) she renders much ; Just knows, and knows no more, her bible true, A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew, And in that charter reads, with sparkling eyes, Her title to a treasure in the skies.