The Classic and the Beautiful from the Literature of Three Thousand Years, Band 1Carson & Simpson, 1893 |
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... Youth's sweetness turned to gall ; Hope's faded flowers strewed all the way That led me up to woman's day . Go kneel as I have knelt ; Implore , beseech and pray , Strive the besotted heart to melt , The downward course to stay ; Be ...
... Youth's sweetness turned to gall ; Hope's faded flowers strewed all the way That led me up to woman's day . Go kneel as I have knelt ; Implore , beseech and pray , Strive the besotted heart to melt , The downward course to stay ; Be ...
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... youth Promised eternal love and truth , But who , forsworn , hath yielded up That promise to the deadly cup And led her down from love and light , From all that made her pathway bright , And chained her there , ' mid want and strife ...
... youth Promised eternal love and truth , But who , forsworn , hath yielded up That promise to the deadly cup And led her down from love and light , From all that made her pathway bright , And chained her there , ' mid want and strife ...
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... youth have formerly hindered me from observing those rotten parts of hu- man nature which now appear so offensively to my observation . We have been at court and ' Change and everywhere , and everywhere we find food for spleen and ...
... youth have formerly hindered me from observing those rotten parts of hu- man nature which now appear so offensively to my observation . We have been at court and ' Change and everywhere , and everywhere we find food for spleen and ...
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... youth and conveyed me home in the morning - by what means I know not . Quin was mistaken , however , as to the headache : the claret was too good to treat me so roughly . While Mr. Bramble holds conferences with the graver literati of ...
... youth and conveyed me home in the morning - by what means I know not . Quin was mistaken , however , as to the headache : the claret was too good to treat me so roughly . While Mr. Bramble holds conferences with the graver literati of ...
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... youth , from what is esteemed so in young men ; so , when I came to be a man , from what is es- teemed worthy and handsome in men . And I have always seemed to observe myself in- crease with time in strength and vigor , so that I have ...
... youth , from what is esteemed so in young men ; so , when I came to be a man , from what is es- teemed worthy and handsome in men . And I have always seemed to observe myself in- crease with time in strength and vigor , so that I have ...
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Seite 106 - And while he sinks, without one arm to save, The country blooms — a garden and a grave ! Where, then, ah ! where shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride? If to some common's fenceless limits stray'd, He drives his flock to pick the scanty blade, Those fenceless fields the sons of wealth divide, And even the bare-worn common is denied. If to the city sped — what waits him there? To see profusion that he must not share; To see ten thousand baneful arts combined To pamper...
Seite 102 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly ! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep ; No surly porter stands in guilty state, To spurn imploring famine from the gate ; But on he moves to meet his latter end, Angels around befriending virtue's friend ; Sinks to the grave with unperceived decay, While resignation gently slopes the way ; And, all his prospects brightening to the last, His heaven commences...
Seite 105 - No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
Seite 311 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits, and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms; And then, the whining school-boy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school: And then, the lover; Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress...
Seite 394 - I'll not leave thee, thou lone one, To pine on the stem : , Since the lovely are sleeping, Go sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Seite 188 - tis the soul of peace : Of all the virtues, 'tis nearest kin to heaven ; It makes men look like gods. The best of men That e'er wore earth about him, was a sufferer; A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit : The first true gentleman, that ever breathed.
Seite 273 - WISH MINE be a cot beside the hill ; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall shall linger near. The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch, Shall twitter from her clay-built nest; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest.
Seite 451 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law...
Seite 427 - Where low.browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. No; men, high.minded men, With powers as far above dull brutes endued In forest, brake, or den, As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude; Men who their duties know, But know their rights, and knowing, dare maintain...
Seite 108 - Contented toil and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness are there; And piety, with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty and faithful love. And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade...