The Atlantic Monthly, Том 43Atlantic Monthly Company, 1879 |
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... thought to feign , and wished to see , My muse bade Bedford write ; and it was she ! " But whether the likeness were exact or no , the picture is of marvelous beau- ty . Spenser , the courtier , was natural- ly more lenient to the ...
... thought to feign , and wished to see , My muse bade Bedford write ; and it was she ! " But whether the likeness were exact or no , the picture is of marvelous beau- ty . Spenser , the courtier , was natural- ly more lenient to the ...
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... thought of many a woman's heart , yet it is hardly to be supposed that a woman wrote it : — " Love me little , love me long , Is the burden of my song ; Love that is too hot and strong Burneth soon to waste . Still I would not have thee ...
... thought of many a woman's heart , yet it is hardly to be supposed that a woman wrote it : — " Love me little , love me long , Is the burden of my song ; Love that is too hot and strong Burneth soon to waste . Still I would not have thee ...
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... thoughts . They seem resolved upon this intimacy . They will regard the inevitable not with equanimity merely , but ... thought of our conscious life as ending here below . Nevertheless this friendliness with death , which we find so ...
... thoughts . They seem resolved upon this intimacy . They will regard the inevitable not with equanimity merely , but ... thought of our conscious life as ending here below . Nevertheless this friendliness with death , which we find so ...
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... thought of this bids me go on And wait my dissolution With hope and comfort . Dear , forgive The crime ! I am content to live Divided , with but half a heart , Till we shall meet and never part . " Whoever , for any purpose , begins ...
... thought of this bids me go on And wait my dissolution With hope and comfort . Dear , forgive The crime ! I am content to live Divided , with but half a heart , Till we shall meet and never part . " Whoever , for any purpose , begins ...
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... thought , and then he said : " Then you don't have a great deal of social excite- ment , I suppose , dancing , and that kind of thing ? Though perhaps you don't approve of dancing ? " er . - " Oh , yes , I like it . Sometimes the summer ...
... thought , and then he said : " Then you don't have a great deal of social excite- ment , I suppose , dancing , and that kind of thing ? Though perhaps you don't approve of dancing ? " er . - " Oh , yes , I like it . Sometimes the summer ...
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Стр. 16 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That had'st thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, —...
Стр. 16 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Стр. 346 - But what to those who find ? Ah ! this Nor tongue nor pen can show : The love of Jesus, what it is, None but his loved ones know.
Стр. 15 - Which may gain her name of best, If she be not such to me, What care I how good she be? 'Cause her fortune seems too high Shall I play the fool and die? Those that bear a noble mind, Where they want of riches find, Think what with them they would do That without them dare to woo.
Стр. 14 - You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light, You common people of the skies; What are you when the moon shall rise?
Стр. 130 - Whose adorning, let it not be that outward adorning of plaiting the hair, and of wearing of gold, or of putting on of apparel; but let it be the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptible, even the orna-ment of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price.
Стр. 15 - BID me to live, and I will live Thy Protestant to be ; Or bid me love, and I will give A loving heart to thee. A heart as soft, a heart as kind, A heart as sound and free, As in the whole world thou canst find, That heart I'll give to thee. Bid that heart stay, and it will stay, To honour thy decree ; Or bid it languish quite away, And 't shall do so for thee.
Стр. 13 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires: As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts, and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires: — Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Стр. 16 - Now at the last gasp of love's latest breath, When his pulse failing, passion speechless lies, When faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And innocence is closing up his eyes, — Now if thou would'st, when all have given him over, From death to life thou might'st him yet recover ! THE BATTLE OF AGINCOURT.
Стр. 15 - E'en death to die for thee. Thou art my life, my love, my heart, The very eyes of me: And hast command of every part, To live and die for thee.