 | 1858 - 372 страници
...which shows the efforts Sidney made to overcome his attachment : — Leave me, oh Love ! which readiest but to dust, And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things ; Grow rich on it which never taketh rust : Whatever fades but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beames,... | |
 | 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 beams,... | |
 | S. M. Henry Davis - 1859 - 326 страници
...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 beams,... | |
 | S. M. Henry Davis - 1859 - 490 страници
...from the beautiful effusion with which we close these extracts : " Leave me, O Love, which readiest 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,... | |
 | Philip Sidney - 1860 - 412 страници
...Within myself to seek my only hire, Desiring nought but how to kill Desire. SONNET. 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,... | |
 | Philip Sidney - 1860 - 404 страници
...seek my only hire, Desiring nought but how to kill Desire. SONNET. LEAVE me, O love ! which read1est 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,... | |
 | Henry Richard Fox Bourne - 1862 - 588 страници
...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 beams,... | |
 | 1863 - 588 страници
...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 Poems.... | |
 | 1881 - 502 страници
...an Sidney. Sein letztes Sonett unter den 'verschiedenen' beginnt: Leave me, o Love, which reacheit but to dust, And thou, my mind aspire to higher things: Grow RICH in that which never taketh rust: What ever fades but fading pleasures brings. was hinwieder sich... | |
 | Hippolyte Taine - 1866 - 492 страници
...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 hold,... | |
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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... 
