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" Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers. I fill... "
The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth Century - Страница 23
по Lyre - 1830 - 360 страници
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Works, Том 13

James Fenimore Cooper - 1860 - 502 страници
... • C-'Jli. THE VOYAGE TO BY J. FENIMORE COOPER. oa* ' ^ OF THE I fill this cup to one made up of loveliness alone,...fair, that, like the air, 'tis less of earth than ti COMPLETE IN ONE 70LUMX. NEW EDITION. NEW YORK: WA TOWNSEND & COMPANY, 46 WALKER STREET 1860. MERCEDES...

Folk Songs

John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 540 страници
...dead in our hearts to-day Than the Earth in all her graves ! liii.n MM< HENnY STODDARD. 410 A HEALTH. I FILL this cup to one made up Of loveliness alone...seeming paragon ; To whom the better elements And kindly stirs have given A form so fair, that, like the air, 'Tis less of Earth than Heaven. Her every tone...

Cooper's Novels: Mercedes of Castile

James Fenimore Cooper - 1861 - 530 страници
...3sn>tad. rfii-1 ^ ' ''-.' ' ' . MERCEDES OF CASTILE; OR, THE VOYAGE TO CATHAY. BY J. FENIMOKE COOPER. "I fill this cup to one made up of loveliness alone,...gentle sex the seeming paragon; To whom the better element* and kindly stars have given A form so fair, that, like the air, *tia lew of earth than heaven."...

The Loves and Heroines of the Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 552 страници
...mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers. I fill this cup to one made up Of loveliness alone, A woman, of her gentle sex The seeming paragon ; Her health ! and would on earth there stood Some more of such a frame, That life might be all poetry,...

The Loves and Heroines of the Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 560 страници
...mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers. I fill this cup to one made up Of loveliness alone, A woman, of her gentle sex The seeming paragon ; Her health ! and would on earth there stood Some more of such a frame, That life might be all poetry,...

A compendium of American literature, arranged by C.D. Cleveland. Stereotyped ed

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 792 страници
...her, so very much endears, When death is nigh, my latest sigh will not be life's, but hers. 1 fill'd this cup to one made up of loveliness alone, A woman, of her gentle sex the seeming paragon, — Her health ! and would on earth there stood some more of such a frame, That life might be all poetry,...

A Compendium of English Literature: Chronologically Arranged, from Sir John ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 796 страници
...her, so very much endears. When death is nigh, my latest sigh will not be life's, but hers. 1 fill'd this cup to one made up of loveliness alone, A woman, of her gentle sex the seeming paragon, — Her health ! and would on earth there stood some more of such a frame, That life might be all poetry,...

What Men Have Said about Woman ...

Henry Southgate - 1865 - 398 страници
...of angels, between the cherubim and seraphim, the angels of Love and Wisdom. Bulwer. A Perfect One. I fill this cup to one made up Of loveliness alone,...that, like the air, 'Tis less of earth than heaven. Pinkney. How young, how good, how beautiful she fell ! Oh, she was all for which fond mothers pray,...

What Men Have Said about Woman: A Collection of Choice Sentences

1865 - 380 страници
...of angels, between the cherubim and seraphim, the angels of Love and Wisdom. Buhoer. A Perfect One. I fill this cup to one made up Of loveliness alone,...stars have given A form so fair, that, like the air, 'Tia less of earth than heaven. Pinkney. How young, how good, how beautiful she fell ! Oh, she was...

A Compendium of American Literature, Chronologically Arranged: With ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1865 - 798 страници
...her, so very much endears, When death is nigh, my latest sigh will not be life's, but hers. I fill'd this cup to one made up of loveliness alone, A woman, of her gentle sex the seeming paragon, — Her health ! and would on earth there stood some more of such a frame, That life might be all poetry,...




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