 Leave me, O love which reachest but to dust, And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things. Grow rich in that which never taketh rust: Whatever fades but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beams, and humble all thy might To that sweet yoke where lasting...  Great Englishmen of the Sixteenth Century - Страница 82по Sir Sidney Lee - 1904 - 337 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | 1830 - 550 страници
...their lord, who is asham'd to find Such light in sense, with such a darkeii'd mind." pp. 149-150. " Leave me, O love ! which reachest but to dust ; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things : Grow rich in that whicli never taketh rust ; Whatever fades, but fading pleasure brings. Draw in... | |
 | 1879 - 492 страници
...noble man's worship of love on one side, and Luce as a friend on the other. CHAPTER XII. " Leave me, 0 love which reachest but to dust, And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things ; Grow rich in that which never taketh rust ; Whatever fades but fading pleasure brings ; Draw in thy... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1847 - 850 страници
...than elsewhere Stella's image see, -SiR PHILIP SIDNEY (1554— 1586). HIGHER ASPIRATIONS. LEAVE me, oh Love ! which reachest but to dust ; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things, Grow rich in that which never taketh rust i Whatever fades but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy... | |
 | S. M. Henry Davis - 1859 - 326 страници
..." we do not need assurance, even from the beautiful effusion with which we close these extracts : " Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust, And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things ; Grow rich in that which never taketh rust ; Whatever fades, but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy... | |
 | William Hone - 1859 - 854 страници
...Twilight ends . 711 Late, or October, peaches ripen. FAREWELL TO SPLENDID FOLLIES. Leave me, O Love I which reachest but to dust ; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things, Grow rich in that which never taketh rust ; Whatever fades but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy... | |
 | Henry Richard Fox Bourne - 1862 - 588 страници
...without triumphing in some great struggle between good and evil, when he could utter this song : — " Leave me, O love, which reachest but to dust, And thou my mind, aspire to higher things ; Grow rich in that which never taketh rust, Whatever fades, but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy... | |
 | 1863 - 588 страници
...Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth," took its rise from the following verse : — " Leave me, 0 Love ! which reachest but to dust ; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things : Grow rich in that which never taketh rust ; Whatever fades, but fading pleasure brings." Miscellaneous... | |
 | Hippolyte Taine - 1866 - 492 страници
...Warner, et d'autres encore, Davison, Carew, Suckling, Herrick; on se lasserait de les énumérer. Il y 1. Leave me, o Love, which reachest but to dust, And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things. Grow rich in that which never taketh rust; Whatever fades, but fading pleasure brings.... 0 take fast... | |
 | Sir Walter Raleigh, Sir Henry Wotton - 1870 - 322 страници
...thine by right, Move not thy heavy grace, thou shalt in me Livelier than elsewhere Stella's image see. LEAVE me, O love ! which reachest but to dust, And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things ! 1 Gray's " Miscellaneous Works of Sidney," p. 92. Sidney's "Arcadia," p. 539, edit. 1674. Grow rich... | |
 | Hippolyte Taine - 1871 - 554 страници
...of the Most noble Order of the Garter.— TR. 1 Kid. sonnet 43, p. 545. 1 Ibid, sonnet 18, p. 573. ' Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust, And thou my minde aspire to higher things : Grow rich in that which never taketh rust : Whatever fades, but fading... | |
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