Cyclopædia of poetical quotations ... Edited by H. G. AdamsRobert Forrester, 1865 - 16 páginas |
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... grown angels , watch The dear ones left behind . Miss Landon . How sweet it were , if without feeble fright , Or dying of the dreadful beauteous sight , An angel came to us , and we could bear To see him issue from the silent air At ...
... grown angels , watch The dear ones left behind . Miss Landon . How sweet it were , if without feeble fright , Or dying of the dreadful beauteous sight , An angel came to us , and we could bear To see him issue from the silent air At ...
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... grown By what it fed on . Each tree Shakspere . Loaden with fairest fruit , that hung to the eye Tempting , stirred on the sudden appetite To pluck and eat . How few , alas ! in nature's wide domains The sacred charm of sympathy ...
... grown By what it fed on . Each tree Shakspere . Loaden with fairest fruit , that hung to the eye Tempting , stirred on the sudden appetite To pluck and eat . How few , alas ! in nature's wide domains The sacred charm of sympathy ...
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... grow ? What are all these human arts and lights But seas of error ? in whose depths who sound , Of truth find only shadows , and no ground . Then if our arts want power to make us better , What fool will think they can us wiser make ...
... grow ? What are all these human arts and lights But seas of error ? in whose depths who sound , Of truth find only shadows , and no ground . Then if our arts want power to make us better , What fool will think they can us wiser make ...
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... grows aslant a brook That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream . Shakspere . ASPIRATIONS . THERE is betwixt that smile we would aspire to , That sweet aspect of princes and our ruin , More pangs and fears than war or women have ...
... grows aslant a brook That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream . Shakspere . ASPIRATIONS . THERE is betwixt that smile we would aspire to , That sweet aspect of princes and our ruin , More pangs and fears than war or women have ...
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... grows In my most ill - composed affection , such A stanchless avarice , that were I king , Spenser . I should cut off the nobles for their lands . - Shakspere . This avarice of praise in times to come , Those long inscriptions crowded ...
... grows In my most ill - composed affection , such A stanchless avarice , that were I king , Spenser . I should cut off the nobles for their lands . - Shakspere . This avarice of praise in times to come , Those long inscriptions crowded ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Aaron Hill Anon Beaumont and Fletcher beauty Ben Jonson birds bless bliss blush breast breath bright brow Butler Byron Charles Mackay charms cheek clouds Cowper crown dark death deeds delight Denham divine doth dream Dryden earth Ebenezer Elliott Eliza Cook eternal eyes fair fame fate fear feel flowers fools gentle give glory gold grace grief hand happy hast hath heart heaven honour hope hour Joanna Baillie Jonson king light live look man's Massinger Milton mind N. P. Willis nature nature's ne'er never night noble nought numbers o'er P. J. Bailey pain passion pleasure Pollok Pope praise pride proud rich Roscommon scorn Shakspere shine sigh sleep smile sorrow soul Spenser spirit sweet tears thee thine things Thomson thou art thought tongue truth unto virtue voice wind wings wise words Wordsworth Young youth