Dramatic sketches, and minor poems1834 |
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... seen thee weep , Have listen'd to thy groans , and know the grief That tears the fibres of thy life away . FOSCARINI . Father of pity ! MONK . She whom thou lov'st remains unchanged to thee , Though driven by her father to despair . He ...
... seen thee weep , Have listen'd to thy groans , and know the grief That tears the fibres of thy life away . FOSCARINI . Father of pity ! MONK . She whom thou lov'st remains unchanged to thee , Though driven by her father to despair . He ...
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... flows through yon aperture , Gives thee no light to see ought here . FOSCARINI . When midnight steals the little light away Which day affords , I've seen upon the earth , Where lay the fragments of my bitter bread , The B 3 FOSCARINI . 17.
... flows through yon aperture , Gives thee no light to see ought here . FOSCARINI . When midnight steals the little light away Which day affords , I've seen upon the earth , Where lay the fragments of my bitter bread , The B 3 FOSCARINI . 17.
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... seen Poor Foscarini , or but heard his voice Repeat my name - the name he loved so well . He said mine eyes were bright , but that was ere Sorrow had dimmed them with her tears - to - night They shall be dim enough ! In an untroubled ...
... seen Poor Foscarini , or but heard his voice Repeat my name - the name he loved so well . He said mine eyes were bright , but that was ere Sorrow had dimmed them with her tears - to - night They shall be dim enough ! In an untroubled ...
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... seen , but this To me is sadder than them all . LEISTEIN . And wherefore sad ? See how the cheerful morn Arouses Nature from her sleep ; the flowers Drink the sweet dew , and bloom again ; the fields Invite the sons of toil abroad ; the ...
... seen , but this To me is sadder than them all . LEISTEIN . And wherefore sad ? See how the cheerful morn Arouses Nature from her sleep ; the flowers Drink the sweet dew , and bloom again ; the fields Invite the sons of toil abroad ; the ...
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... seen the day ! FIRST SERVANT . Now of the lady Julia . ANSELMO . Show no impatience , -ye shall hear it all ; But , I beseech ye , interrupt me not , And give me leave to tell ye as I choose . The story is somewhat romantic , but Alas ...
... seen the day ! FIRST SERVANT . Now of the lady Julia . ANSELMO . Show no impatience , -ye shall hear it all ; But , I beseech ye , interrupt me not , And give me leave to tell ye as I choose . The story is somewhat romantic , but Alas ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
ALFONSO angels of glory ANSELMO Art thou barque beauty behold beneath bliss bosom breast bright bright eyes brow chamois cheek CONSTANCE dark dear death deem'd delight didst disturb'd dost thou dread dream dwell e'er earth earthly EDMUND EURYMONE evil eyes fair Fame Farewell fate fear feel flowers fond forget forgive FOSCARINI frae Francesco GLASGOW gone grave grief happy hath Heaven hope hour JULIA lady Lanark LEISTEIN LIANDRO life's linger listen'd live lone rock lonely look MARGARETTA MENDICANT mind MONK mortal MOTHER Nannette ne'er neath night o'er path peace pleasure reigns O'er rill Rinaldino Saint Dominic scenes shore silent sleep slumber smile Solitude song SONNET sorrow soul speak spirit stream sweet tears tell tempest thee thine thou art thou hast Thou shalt thou wert thou wilt thou wouldst thoughts thy heart thy love wander weep wretched youth Аввот
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Página 40 - Ha ! let me see her: — Out, alas ! she's cold ; Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff; Life and these lips have long been separated: Death lies on her, like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.
Página 105 - They pa';s like spirits of the past, — they speak Like sibyls of the future ; they have power, — The tyranny of pleasure and of pain ; They make us what we were not, — what they will, And shake us with the vision that 's gone by, The dread of vanished shadows. — Are they so ? Is not the past all shadow ? What are they ? Creations of the mind ? — The mind can make Substances...
Página 97 - A native grace Sat fair-proportion'd on her polish'd limbs, Veil'd in a simple robe, their best attire, Beyond the pomp of dress ; for loveliness' Needs not the foreign aid of ornament, But is when unadorn'd, adorn'd the most.v Thoughtless of beauty, she was Beauty's self, Recluse amid the close-embowering woods.
Página 79 - The fountains of divine philosophy Fled not his thirsting lips, and all of great, Or good, or lovely, which the sacred past In truth or fable consecrates, he felt And knew.
Página 110 - My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard. Thus fares it still in our decay: And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind.
Página 40 - Have dawn'da fair and sinless child of sin ; But closed its little being without light, And went down to the grave unborn, wherein Blossom and bough lie wither'd with one blight ; In vain the dews of Heaven descend above The bleeding flower and blasted fruit of love.
Página 137 - Azrael, iS from his deadly quiver When flies that shaft, and fly it must, That parts all else, shall doom for ever Our hearts to undivided dust!
Página 87 - Devotion in the summer breeze — In the sweet murmur of the mountain rill — Tis heard when tempests sweep the lonely hill, And whirlwinds prostrate lay the aged trees. There is devotion in the lark's sweet song, When morning rises from the lap of night ; A thousand insects breathe it from among The summer fields, and garden flow'rets bright. Tis heard when peace reigns o'er the tranquil sea, When the loud waves beat on the rugged shore, — When labour carols on the fertile lea, Or from the wood...