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Стр. 198 - Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs ; Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes ; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears : What is it else ? a madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.
Стр. 43 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
Стр. 167 - Nor do they trust their tongues alone, But speak a language of their own; Can read a nod, a shrug, a look, Far better than a printed book; Convey a libel in a frown, And wink a reputation down; Or by the tossing of the fan, Describe the lady and the man.
Стр. 63 - Unless you can think, when the song is done, No other is soft in the rhythm ; Unless you can feel, when left by one, That all men else go with him; Unless you can know, when unpraised by his breath, That your beauty itself wants proving; Unless you can swear, "For life, for death ! " — Oh fear to call it loving ! v.
Стр. 79 - I DO confess thou'rt smooth and fair, And I might have gone near to love thee, Had I not found the slightest prayer That lips could speak, had power to move thee; But I can let thee now alone As worthy to be loved by none.
Стр. 62 - Love ?— I will tell thee what it is to love ! It is to build with human thoughts a shrine, Where Hope sits brooding like a beauteous dove ; Where time seems young, and life a thing divine. All tastes, all pleasures, all desires combine To consecrate this sanctuary of bliss. Above, the stars in shroudless beauty shine ; Around, the streams their flowery margins kiss ; And if there's heaven on earth, that heaven is surely this...
Стр. 115 - Love is not to be reasoned down, or lost In high ambition or a thirst of greatness ; 'Tis second life, it grows into the soul, Warms every vein, and beats in every pulse ; I feel it here : my resolution melts Por.
Стр. 62 - Passion ;Love ? I will tell thee what it is to love ! It is to build with human thoughts a shrine, Where Hope sits brooding like a beauteous dove ; Where Time seems young, and Life a thing divine. All tastes, all pleasures, all desires combine To consecrate this sanctuary of bliss. Above, the stars in cloudless beauty shine ; Around, the streams their flowery margins kiss ; And if there's heaven on earth, that heaven is surely this.
Стр. 143 - Vied with its fellow-plant in luxury Of dress. — Oh! then, the longest summer's day Seem'd too, too much in haste; still the full heart Had not imparted half: 'twas happiness Too exquisite to last.
Стр. 249 - And mistress of herself, though china fall. And yet believe me, good as well as ill, Woman's at best a contradiction still. Heaven, when it strives to polish all it can Its last best work, but forms a softer man ; Picks from each sex to make the...

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