 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1895 - 650 страници
...myself to seek my only hire, Desiring nought but how to kill Desire. 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,... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1895 - 652 страници
...myself to seek my only hire, Desiring nought but how to kill Desire. 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,... | |
 | Wilhelm Dresen - 1896 - 752 страници
...Sonett, welches von Grosart zuerst an das Ende von "Astrophel and Stella" gestellt ist: Leaue me, ö Loue, which reachest but to dust And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things, Grow rieh in ttiat which neuer taketh rust; Whateuer fades, but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beames, and... | |
 | John Churton Collins - 1896 - 504 страници
...and come, While thine, forgot, lie closed in a tomb. W. DRUMMOND. XLVJ SURSUM COR 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 beames,... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner - 1896 - 498 страници
...taught — Within myself to seek my only hire, Desiring naught but how to kill desire. 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,... | |
 | Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1897 - 258 страници
...this change sought one bliss : My true love hath my heart, and I have his. heart : 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,... | |
 | Frederic Ives Carpenter - 1897 - 350 страници
...then? Sure thus it is, My lips are sweet, inspired with Stella's kiss. ETERNAL LOVE. T EAVE 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,... | |
 | William Ernest Henley - 1897 - 522 страници
...without, my thorn my heart invadeth. Philip Sidney. 88 SPLENDIDIS LONGUM VALEDICO NUGIS 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,... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner, Hamilton Wright Mabie, Lucia Isabella Gilbert Runkle, George H. Warner, Edward Cornelius Towne - 1897 - 682 страници
...taught — Within myself to seek my only hire, Desiring naught but how to kill desire. 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,... | |
 | Frederic Ives Carpenter - 1897 - 384 страници
...then? Sure thus it is, My lips are sweet, inspired with Stella's kiss. ETERNAL LOVE. I EAVE me, O Love, which reachest but to dust; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things; 1 1 Grow rich in that which never taketh rust; Whatever fades, but fading pleasure brings. Draw in... | |
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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... 
