The angel in the house. The victories of loveGeorge Bell, 1890 |
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admired ask'd beauty blest bliss breast breath brow call'd CANTO CATHEDRAL CLOSE charms Chatteris Churl clouds Common Graces COVENTRY PATMORE dance dark Dean dear delight desire despair dread dream dull earth eyes face fair faith fancy fear feel Felix fill'd fond FREDERICK gentle grace GRAHAM happy heart Heaven heavenly Honoria honour hope kiss kiss'd knew KOH-I-NOOR ladies laugh laugh'd light live look Love at Large LOVE IN IDLENESS love's loveliness MARY AND MILDRED MARY CHURCHILL mind mood moon MORNING CALL nature's ne'er never night noble nought nuptial o'er pass'd passion Petrarch pleasure praise PRELUDES pride proud remorse rest restless heart rose Sarum Close seem'd seems sigh'd sing smile song soul spirit strange sweet talk'd tears thanks there's things thou thought truth Twas twere Vaughan vex'd wife Wilton House woman's word worship
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7 ページ - Ah, wasteful woman! — she who may On her sweet self set her own price, Knowing he cannot choose but pay — How has she cheapen'd Paradise! How given for nought her priceless gift, How spoil'd the bread and spill'd the wine, Which, spent with due respective thrift, Had made brutes men, and men divine!
29 ページ - twere to misdeserve The poet's gift of perfect speech, In song to try, with trembling nerve, The limit of its utmost reach. Only to sound the wretched praise Of what to-morrow shall not be, So mocking with immortal bays The cross-bones of mortality ! I do not thus. My faith is fast That all the loveliness I sing Is made to bear the mortal blast, And blossom in a better Spring. My creed declares the ceaseless pact Of body and spirit, soul and sense; Nor can my faith accept the fact, And disavow the...
49 ページ - They live by law, not like the fool, But like the bard, who freely sings In strictest bonds of rhyme and rule, And finds in them, not bonds, but wings.
98 ページ - plaining seems to cure his plight: He makes his sorrow, when there's none; His fancy blows both cold and hot; Next to the wish that she'll be won, His first hope is that she may not; He sues, yet deprecates consent; Would she be captured she must fly; She looks too happy and content, For whose least pleasure he would die; Oh, cruelty, she cannot care For one to whom she's always kind!
133 ページ - Whate'er the senses' banquet be, Fatigues at last with vain desires, Or sickens by satiety ; But truly my delight was more In her to whom I'm bound for aye Yesterday than the day before, And more to-day than yesterday.
51 ページ - Her beauty was a godly grace ; The mystery of loveliness, Which made an altar of her face, Was not of the flesh, though that was fair, But a most pure and living light Without a name, by which the rare And virtuous spirit flamed to sight.
63 ページ - His livery is whose worshipp'd maid Denies herself to his desire. Ah, grief that almost crushes life, To lie upon his lonely bed, And fancy her another's wife ! His brain is flame, his heart is lead. Sinking at last, by nature's course, Cloak'd round with sleep from his despair, He does but sleep to gather force That goes to his exhausted care. He wakes renew'd for all the smart. His only Love, and she is wed ! His fondness comes about his heart, As milk comes when the babe is dead.
35 ページ - Revelation. An idle poet, here and there, Looks round him ; but, for all the rest, The world, unfathomably fair, Is duller than a witling's jest. Love wakes men, once a lifetime each ; They lift their heavy lids, and look ; And, lo, what one sweet page can teach, They read with joy, then shut the book.
35 ページ - An idle poet, here and there, Looks round him; but, for all the rest, The world, unfathomably fair, Is duller than a witling's jest. Love wakes men, once a lifetime each; They lift their heavy lids, and look; And, lo, what one sweet page can teach, They read with joy, then shut the book. And some give thanks, and some blaspheme, And most forget; but, either way, That and the Child's unheeded dream Is all the light of all their day.
132 ページ - WHY, having -won her, do I woo? Because her spirit's vestal grace Provokes me always to pursue, But, spirit-like, eludes embrace ; Because her...