 | Richard Simpson - 1868 - 98 страници
...pride of life." Sonnet 146 reminds one of Sidney's last sonnet — Leave me, O Love, which reaches! but to dust ; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things. Grow rich in that which never taketh rust : , , Grow rich in that which never taketh rust : Whatever fades... | |
 | George MacDonald - 1868 - 356 страници
...Splendidis longum valcdico nugis. A LONG FAREWELL TO GLITTERING TRIFLES. 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 : What ever fades but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beams,... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1869 - 526 страници
...image see. — SIR PHILIP SIDNEY (1554—1586). HIGHER ASPIRATIONS. 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,... | |
 | Sir Walter Raleigh, Sir Henry Wotton - 1870 - 322 страници
...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... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1872 - 268 страници
...image see. — SIR PHILIP SIDNEY (1554—1586). HIGHER ASPIRATIONS. LEAVE me, O Love ! which reaches! 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 - 1873 - 312 страници
...of his unwarranted and impossible ' love,' thus singing at last : ' Leave me, О Love, which reaches 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,... | |
 | Hippolyte Taine - 1873 - 478 страници
...Carew, Suckling, Herrick; on se lasserait de les énumérer. Il y 1. Leave me, o Love, \vhich reacliest but to dust, And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things. Grow rich In that wlùcfi never taketh rust; Wliatever fades, but farting pleasure brings.... 0 take faât... | |
 | Samuel Wordsworth Bailey - 1874 - 732 страници
...Return unto the land of thy fathers, and to thy kindred ; and I will be with thee. 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 - 1877 - 298 страници
...my onelie hire, Desiring nought but how to kill Desire. ex. 'Aspire to higher things' T EAUE me, O Loue, which reachest but to dust ; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things ; Grow rich in that which never taketh rust ; Whateuer fades, but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beames,... | |
 | Caroline Mountjoy Smith, Michael Ferrebee Sadler - 1879 - 408 страници
...They love all whom God loveth, because God loves them, and they love Him in them. 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. Eternal Love, maintain thy life in me. »>aturtiap after The... | |
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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... 
