Ferncliffe

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Burns, Oates and Company, 1867 - 323 ページ
 

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54 ページ - VITAL spark of heavenly flame! Quit, O quit this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, O, the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life! Hark! they whisper; angels say, Sister spirit, come away!
108 ページ - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our neelds, created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate.
175 ページ - Though the cold heart to ruin runs darkly the while. One fatal remembrance, one sorrow that throws, Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes, To which life nothing darker or brighter can bring, For which joy has no balm and affliction no sting : Oh ! this thought in the midst of enjoyment will stay, Like a dead leafless branch in the summer's bright ray, The beams of the warm sun play round it in vain, It may smile in his light, but it blooms not again.
2 ページ - Tarsus, bound for the isles Of Javan or Gadire, With all her bravery on, and tackle trim, Sails filled, and streamers waving, Courted by all the winds that hold them play, An amber scent of odorous perfume Her harbinger, a damsel train behind.
16 ページ - O Thou whose power o'er moving worlds presides, Whose voice created, and whose wisdom guides, On darkling man in pure effulgence shine, And cheer the clouded mind with light divine. Tis thine alone to calm the pious breast, With silent confidence and holy rest : From thee, great God ! we spring, to thee we tend, Path, motive, guide, original, and end...
215 ページ - Linger'd labours come to nought. Hoist up sail while gale doth last, Tide and wind stay no man's pleasure ; Seek not time when time is past, Sober speed is wisdom's leisure. After-wits are dearly bought, Let thy forewit guide thy thought.
192 ページ - My sweet one, my sweet one, the tears were in my eyes, When first I clasped thee to my heart, and heard thy feeble cries ; — For I thought of all that I had borne, as I bent me down to kiss Thy cherry lips, and sunny brow, my first-born bud of bliss I turned to many a withered hope, to years of grief and pain, And the cruel wrongs of a bitter world flashed o'er my boding brain ; — I thought of friends, grown worse than cold, of persecuting foes, And I...
99 ページ - And peace went with them one and all, And each calm pillow spread ; But Guilt was my grim chamberlain That lighted me to bed, And drew my midnight curtains round, With fingers bloody red...
98 ページ - Oh, heaven ! to think of their white souls, And mine so black and grim ! I could not share in childish prayer Nor join in evening hymn ; Like a devil of the pit I seemed, 'Mid holy cherubim.

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