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... knew it not , and were unconscious that ourselves had any real existence ; till some accident , the society of other children , or childish prayer , or death in the house , lifted the veil , and our position in this strange earth became ...
... knew it not , and were unconscious that ourselves had any real existence ; till some accident , the society of other children , or childish prayer , or death in the house , lifted the veil , and our position in this strange earth became ...
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... knew Désirée , but had not learned the lesson of her name . We must have met ; for the parents on both sides were friends of old standing : but , like the first sunrise seen in infancy , the earlier meetings are forgotten . For what I ...
... knew Désirée , but had not learned the lesson of her name . We must have met ; for the parents on both sides were friends of old standing : but , like the first sunrise seen in infancy , the earlier meetings are forgotten . For what I ...
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... knew not , my own crea- tion or experience . Thus I triumphed , thinking at each splendid line of these sacred singers in prose or verse , I had gathered a new jewel to offer Désirée ; and when we met ( now , as already noticed , for ...
... knew not , my own crea- tion or experience . Thus I triumphed , thinking at each splendid line of these sacred singers in prose or verse , I had gathered a new jewel to offer Désirée ; and when we met ( now , as already noticed , for ...
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... that within our own possession treasures of majesty and music , counsels of heroic wisdom set to perfect words , have been long silently laid up for us within the compass of a few narrow pages , and we knew it not 54.
... that within our own possession treasures of majesty and music , counsels of heroic wisdom set to perfect words , have been long silently laid up for us within the compass of a few narrow pages , and we knew it not 54.
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Or Eros and Anteros Francis Turner Palgrave. a few narrow pages , and we knew it not ! It is a common remark , that by the chain of some trivial habit , some mere conventionality , man is often hampered for years from per- formance of a ...
Or Eros and Anteros Francis Turner Palgrave. a few narrow pages , and we knew it not ! It is a common remark , that by the chain of some trivial habit , some mere conventionality , man is often hampered for years from per- formance of a ...
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68 ÆäÀÌÁö - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
14 ÆäÀÌÁö - We were, fair queen, Two lads that thought there was no more behind, But such a day to-morrow as to-day, And to be boy eternal. Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o' the two ? Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs that did frisk i' the sun And bleat the one at the other.
94 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tired with all these for restful death I cry, As to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimmed in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection wrongfully disgraced, And strength by limping sway disabled And art made tongue-tied by authority, And folly (doctor-like) controlling skill, And simple truth miscalled simplicity, And captive good attending captain ill.
87 ÆäÀÌÁö - Like a Poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
94 ÆäÀÌÁö - And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection wrongfully disgraced, And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority, And folly, doctor-like, controlling skill, And simple truth miscalled simplicity, And captive good attending captain ill: Tired with all these, from these would I be gone, Save that to die I leave my love alone.
160 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... earliest of the year; And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom: And oft by yon blue gushing stream Shall Sorrow lean her drooping head, And feed deep thought with many a dream, And lingering pause and lightly tread: Fond wretch! as if her step disturb'd the dead!
56 ÆäÀÌÁö - He will fulfil the desire of them that fear him: He also will hear their cry, and will save them.
137 ÆäÀÌÁö - Solomon. Prosperity is not without many fears and distastes ; and Adversity is not without comforts and hopes. We see in needleworks and embroideries it is more pleasing to have a lively work upon a sad and solemn ground than to have a dark and melancholy work upon a lightsome ground : judge therefore of the pleasure of the heart by the pleasure of the eye. Certainly virtue is like precious odours, most fragrant when they are incensed or crushed ; for Prosperity doth best discover vice, but Adversity...
186 ÆäÀÌÁö - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
201 ÆäÀÌÁö - In truth, the great Elements we know of, are no mean comforters : the open sky sits upon our senses like a sapphire crown — the Air is our robe of state — the Earth is our throne, and the Sea a mighty minstrel playing before it — able, like David's harp, to make such a one as you forget almost the tempest cares of life.