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... night , With crooked nose o'ershadowing her chin , Her mouth all black and hideous to the sight , And large enough ... nights Of dismal study ? -Ever from the man , Whom loves Philosophy , be that poor heart , That could of other's ...
... night , With crooked nose o'ershadowing her chin , Her mouth all black and hideous to the sight , And large enough ... nights Of dismal study ? -Ever from the man , Whom loves Philosophy , be that poor heart , That could of other's ...
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... night . The lovely flowers which wildly grow , Were glancing with the dews of night ; The little lambs , like wreathes of snow , Were sleeping on the mountain's height . Though night's pale curtain hung on high , And dininess wrapt the ...
... night . The lovely flowers which wildly grow , Were glancing with the dews of night ; The little lambs , like wreathes of snow , Were sleeping on the mountain's height . Though night's pale curtain hung on high , And dininess wrapt the ...
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... night she was forced to suit her con- versation to her visitors ; and we had a great deal of private family history . I happened to make a re- mark on a lady who has been lately married ; this produced a dissertation on the dress in ...
... night she was forced to suit her con- versation to her visitors ; and we had a great deal of private family history . I happened to make a re- mark on a lady who has been lately married ; this produced a dissertation on the dress in ...
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... night been cutting up so unmercifully , that I should see them without prejudice ? " " But you know I have said nothing but what they have deserved ; and if it is truth , -why , then , you know , there is no harm in telling you what you ...
... night been cutting up so unmercifully , that I should see them without prejudice ? " " But you know I have said nothing but what they have deserved ; and if it is truth , -why , then , you know , there is no harm in telling you what you ...
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... night to rob you of what can ne'er enrich himself . When the Demon of satire is abroad , no one can feel himself secure from his attacks . Whatever may be in reality the mo- tives or the tendency of an action , when seen through the ...
... night to rob you of what can ne'er enrich himself . When the Demon of satire is abroad , no one can feel himself secure from his attacks . Whatever may be in reality the mo- tives or the tendency of an action , when seen through the ...
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309 ÆäÀÌÁö - Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme...
309 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tasting of Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth ! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene...
536 ÆäÀÌÁö - Wherefore if they shall say unto you, Behold, He is in the desert ; go not forth : behold, He is in the secret chambers ; believe it not.
308 ÆäÀÌÁö - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
309 ÆäÀÌÁö - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild...
309 ÆäÀÌÁö - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night...
309 ÆäÀÌÁö - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
308 ÆäÀÌÁö - Anon his heart revives : her vespers done, Of all its wreathed pearls her hair she frees ; Unclasps her warmed jewels one by one ; Loosens her fragrant bodice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees : Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees, In fancy, fair St.
308 ÆäÀÌÁö - Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynims pray; Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again.
308 ÆäÀÌÁö - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device, Innumerable of stains and splendid dyes, As are the tiger-moth's deep-damask'd wings; And in the midst, 'mong thousand heraldries, And twilight saints, and dim emblazonings, A shielded scutcheon blush'd with blood of queens and kings.