...in a series of beautiful similes : — But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow-falls in the river, A moment white — then melts forever ; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place , Or like the rainbow's...

...in quiet sunlight, without an eddy or a fall to mark the rushing of time towards eternity." 7. " But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is sped ; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts forever ; Or like the borealis'...

...direction of the pupil upwards, so much so, indeed, as frequently to be lost beneath the upper lid. " But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed : Or, like the snow, falls in a river, A moment white — then melts for ever." These raptures have been known to...

...indeed rallied us upon the occasion ; and I thought Julia never appeared half so beautiful as now. " But pleasures are like poppies spread : You seize the flower, its bloom is shed." So saith Robert Burns ; and, truth to speak, his distich was never more effectually verified than at...

...example of devotion to a fixed object, dating from a period at which literary plans are mostly dreams or " Like the borealis race. That flit ere you can point their place." The pages which he gave to the world, as well as those which remained to be written, were planned by...

...flow'r—its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow, falls in the river, A moment white—then melts forever; Or like the Borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the*rain bow's lovely form, Evanishing amid the storm.— Nae man can tether time or tide, The hour...

...an universal and everlasting truth : " But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed Or like the snowfalls in the river, A moment white—then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or...

...Kings may he hlest, hut Tum was glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victorious ! Or like the horealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the rainhow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. — Nae man can tether time or tide : The hour approaches...

...pleasures are like poppies spread; We snatch the flower, the bloom is fled; Or like the snow-falls on the river, A moment white, then melts for ever; Or like the Borealis race, That flit e'er you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amidst the storm. LADY...

...thoughts are floating in the brain, and probably about to die into nothing, to vanish away for ever, — " Like the Borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or, like Ihe snow falls in the river, A moment seen, then lost for ever " ; upon that comes this potent interceder,...