The poetical works of Owen Meredith, 2. sējums |
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23. lappuse
... o'er When a man may in all things be all . We have more Painters , poets , musicians , and artists , no doubt , Than the great Cinquecento gave birth to ; but out Of a million of mere dilettanti , when , when Will a new LEONARDO arise ...
... o'er When a man may in all things be all . We have more Painters , poets , musicians , and artists , no doubt , Than the great Cinquecento gave birth to ; but out Of a million of mere dilettanti , when , when Will a new LEONARDO arise ...
25. lappuse
... o'er , In its limited vision , is happier far Than the Half - Sage , whose course , fix'd by no friendly star , Is by each star distracted in turn , and who knows Each will still be as distant wherever he goes . V. Both brilliant and ...
... o'er , In its limited vision , is happier far Than the Half - Sage , whose course , fix'd by no friendly star , Is by each star distracted in turn , and who knows Each will still be as distant wherever he goes . V. Both brilliant and ...
29. lappuse
... O'er the mountain - the reins on its neck , and its head Hanging lazily forward - that , but for a hand Light and ready , yet firm , in familiar command , Both rider and horse might have been in a trice Hurl'd horribly over the grim ...
... O'er the mountain - the reins on its neck , and its head Hanging lazily forward - that , but for a hand Light and ready , yet firm , in familiar command , Both rider and horse might have been in a trice Hurl'd horribly over the grim ...
30. lappuse
... o'er your nosegay for hours , You explain'd what was silently said by the flowers , And , selecting the sweetest of all , sent a flame Through my heart , as , in laughing , you murmur'd je t'aime , XII . The Italians have voices like ...
... o'er your nosegay for hours , You explain'd what was silently said by the flowers , And , selecting the sweetest of all , sent a flame Through my heart , as , in laughing , you murmur'd je t'aime , XII . The Italians have voices like ...
37. lappuse
... o'er the scene . And whenever I gaze on the face of Lucile , With its pensive and passionless languor , I feel That some feeling hath burnt there . . . burnt out , and burnt up Health and hope . So you feel when you gaze down the cup Of ...
... o'er the scene . And whenever I gaze on the face of Lucile , With its pensive and passionless languor , I feel That some feeling hath burnt there . . . burnt out , and burnt up Health and hope . So you feel when you gaze down the cup Of ...
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Alfred Vargrave answer'd appear'd beauty Bigorre bosom bow'd breast brow Comtesse de Nevers dark dear deep door doubt dream Duc de Luvois Duke emotion enter'd Eugène de Luvois Euroclydon exclaim'd eyes face fail'd faint fair fate feel felt fix'd follow'd forgive France gaze hand hath heard heart heaven hope JOHN lady life's light lips live lone look look'd Lord Alfred Lucile de Nevers man's Matilda milord mountain murmur'd Neath night o'er once pale Paradise Bird pass'd passion perchance reach'd regret replied return'd reveal'd rose round Saint Saviour seem'd Serchon sigh'd sight silence Sir Ridley smile Sœur Seraphine soft sorrow soul Soul to soul sound star stood strange STRANGER strife sweet tears thee things thou thought truth turn'd Twas Twixt vex'd voice walk'd watch'd wife wild wind woman word yore young youth
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316. lappuse - No star ever rose And set, without influence somewhere. Who knows What earth needs from earth's lowest creature ? No life Can be pure in its purpose and strong in its strife And all life not be purer and stronger thereby.
40. lappuse - We may live without poetry, music, and art ; We may live without conscience, and live without heart ; We may live without friends ; we may live without books ; But civilized man cannot live without cooks. He may live without books, — what is knowledge but grieving ? He may live without hope, — what is hope but deceiving ? He may live without love, — what is passion but pining ? But where is the man that can live without dining ? XX.
89. lappuse - How blest should we be, have I often conceived, Had we really achieved what we nearly achieved ! We but catch at the skirts of the thing we would be, And fall back on the lap of a false destiny.
79. lappuse - Of the cloud, whose reflection leaves vivid the lake. And the wind, that wild robber, for plunder descends From invisible lands, o'er those black mountain ends ; He howls as he hounds down his prey ; and his lash Tears the hair of the timorous...
80. lappuse - Which the black cloud unbosom'd just now. Lo ! the lurching And shivering pine-trees, like phantoms, that seem To waver above, in the dark ; and yon stream, How it hurries and roars, on its way to the white And paralyzed lake there, appall'd at the sight Of the things seen in heaven ! XIII.
316. lappuse - The army of martyrs who stand by the Throne And gaze into the Face that makes glorious their own, Know this, surely, at last. Honest love, honest sorrow, Honest work for the day, honest hope for the morrow, Are these worth nothing more than the hand they make weary, The heart they have saddened, the life they leave dreary ? Hush ! the sevenfold heavens to the voice of the Spirit Echo : He that o'ercometh shall all things inherit.
315. lappuse - The mission of woman on earth : to give birth To the mercy of Heaven descending on earth. The mission of woman : permitted to bruise The head of the serpent, and sweetly infuse, Through the sorrow and sin of earth's registered curse, The blessing which mitigates all ; born to nurse And to soothe and to solace, to help and to heal The sick world that leans on her.
263. lappuse - To daunt him : her forces dispute his command : Her snows fall to freeze him : her suns burn to brand : Her seas yawn to engulf him : her rocks rise to crush : And the lion and leopard, allied, lurk to rush On their startled Invader.
110. lappuse - ... him lightly In his hours of ease and enjoyment ; and brightly Dost thou smile to his smile ; to his joys thou inclinest, But his sorrows, thou knowest them not, nor divinest. While he woos, thou art wanton ; thou lettest him love thee ; But thou art not his friend, for his grief cannot move thee ; And at last, when he sickens and dies, what dost thou ? All as gay are thy garments, as careless thy brow, And thou laughest and toyest with any new comer, Not a tear more for winter, a smile less for...
89. lappuse - ... And fall back on the lap of a false destiny. So it will be, so has been, since this world began ! And the happiest, noblest, and best part of man Is the part which he never hath fully...