The New Timon: A Poetical Romance. And the Lady of Lyons, Or Love and Pride; a PlayB. Tauchnitz jun., 1849 - 312 ページ |
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... tears , yet lifted to the skies ; Wistful but patient - sorrowful but mild , As asking God when He would claim his child . A face too youthful for so hush'd a grief ; -- The worm that gnawed the core had spared the leaf ; Tho ' worn the ...
... tears , yet lifted to the skies ; Wistful but patient - sorrowful but mild , As asking God when He would claim his child . A face too youthful for so hush'd a grief ; -- The worm that gnawed the core had spared the leaf ; Tho ' worn the ...
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... tears come rushing from o'erchargèd eyes : - " There is my mother there her home - the skies ! " Oh , in that burst , what deeps of lone distress ! O desolation of the motherless ! Yet through the anguish how survived the trust , Home ...
... tears come rushing from o'erchargèd eyes : - " There is my mother there her home - the skies ! " Oh , in that burst , what deeps of lone distress ! O desolation of the motherless ! Yet through the anguish how survived the trust , Home ...
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... right to love ; But ' t is the deluge consecrates the dove ; And haply scorn yet more the child endears , Cradled in misery , and baptized with tears . - Each then the all on earth unto the other , THE NEW TIMON . 11 II. ...
... right to love ; But ' t is the deluge consecrates the dove ; And haply scorn yet more the child endears , Cradled in misery , and baptized with tears . - Each then the all on earth unto the other , THE NEW TIMON . 11 II. ...
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... tears have fallen on a sister's brow ! Alas ! thy doom a sister's heart forbade ; Thy lot as lonely , and thy hearth as sad . Is that pale shade the Peri - child in truth , Who shone , like Morning , on the hills of Youth ? Is that cold ...
... tears have fallen on a sister's brow ! Alas ! thy doom a sister's heart forbade ; Thy lot as lonely , and thy hearth as sad . Is that pale shade the Peri - child in truth , Who shone , like Morning , on the hills of Youth ? Is that cold ...
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... tears , that seem'd to sweet founts to belong , At Lucy's bird - like and untutored song ; And felt as some poor captive , when from far The mavis nestles on the dungeon bar , + And sings him back , forgetful of his chain , To home and ...
... tears , that seem'd to sweet founts to belong , At Lucy's bird - like and untutored song ; And felt as some poor captive , when from far The mavis nestles on the dungeon bar , + And sings him back , forgetful of his chain , To home and ...
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amidst Arden Beauseant and Glavis beauty Behold beneath bless blood-hound bloom breast breath bride bright brow Calantha calm Champac charm child Claude confest dark daugh daughter death Deschappelles divine Doge of Venice dreams earth EDWARD BULWER LYTTON Elysium ev'n fate father fear flowers forgive GASPAR gaze glide gloom Golden Lion grave grief hand hath hear heart Heaven honour hope hour hush'd instinct lady Lake of Como LANDLORD life's lips live lone look Lord Lucy's Lyons MADAME DESCHAP marriage MELNOTTE MONS Morier Morvale mother neral never night o'er passion PAULINE pause pity poor pride Prince proud revenge rill round scorn seem'd shame sigh silence sleep smile soft soul star stern strife sweet tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou wilt thought vex'd wave wealth WIDOW word wrong young youth Zounds
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269 ページ - Was my own lord. Then did I seek to rise Out of the prison of my mean estate. And, with such jewels as the exploring Mind Brings from the caves of Knowledge, buy my ransom From those twin gaolers of the daring heart, — Low Birth and iron Fortune.
300 ページ - Oh, woman! woman! thou shouldst have few sins Of thine own to answer for! Thou art the author Of such a book of follies in a man, That it would need the tears of all the angels To blot the record out!
268 ページ - Enter'd the breast of the wild-dreaming boy ; And from that hour I grew — what to the last I shall be — thine adorer ! Well ; this love, Vain, frantic, guilty, if thou wilt, became A fountain of ambition and bright hope ; I thought of tales that by the winter hearth Old gossips tell — how maidens sprung from Kings Have stoop'd from their high sphere ; how Love, like Death, Levels all ranks, and lays the shepherd's crook Beside the sceptre.
312 ページ - Daily and nightly, poured a mourner's prayers ; Tell him, ev'n now, that I would rather share His lowliest lot, — walk by his side an outcast, — Work for him, beg with him, — live upon the light ' Of one kind smile from him, than wear the crown The Bourbon lost ! Melnotte [aside.] Am I already mad?
274 ページ - What is past is past. There is a future left to all men, who have the virtue to repent, and the energy to atone. Thou shalt be proud of thy son yet. Meanwhile, remember this poor lady has been grievously injured. For the sake of thy son's conscience, respect, honour, bear with her.
243 ページ - I honour the laurels that overshadow the graves of our fathers ; — it is our fathers I emulate, when I desire that beneath the evergreen I myself have planted my own ashes may repose ! Dearest ! couldst thou but see with my eyes ! Pauline. I cannot forego pride when I look on thee, and think that thou lovest me. Sweet Prince, tell me again of thy palace by the Lake of Como ; it is so pleasant to hear of thy...
269 ページ - Glass'd in my soul, took all the hues of glory, And lured me on to those inspiring toils By which man masters men! For thee I grew A midnight student o'er the dreams of sages. For thee I sought to borrow from each grace, And every muse, such attributes as lend Ideal charms to love. I thought of thee, And passion taught me poesy — of thee, And on the painter's canvas grew the life Of beauty! Art became the shadow Of the dear starlight of thy haunting eyes! Men call'd me vain — some mad — I heeded...
244 ページ - We'd have no friends That were not lovers ; no ambition, save To excel them all in love ; we'd read no books That were not tales of love — that we might smile To think how poorly eloquence of words Translates the poetry of hearts like ours ' And when night came, amidst the breathless Heavens We'd...
280 ページ - Know that I would rather starve — yes ! with him who has betrayed me, than accept your lawful hand, even were you the Prince whose name he bore ! Go ! Beauseant. What, is not your pride humbled yet? Pauline. Sir, what was pride in prosperity, in affliction becomes virtue.
243 ページ - This hand would lead thee, listen !* a deep vale Shut out by Alpine hills from the rude world ; Near a clear lake, margined by fruits of gold And whispering myrtles ; glassing softest skies As cloudless, save with rare and roseate shadows, As I would have thy fate ! PAULINE. My own dear love ! MELNOTTE. A palace lifting to eternal summer Its marble walls, from out a glossy bower Of coolest foliage musical with birds...