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... soul ; yet still do I love thee , my fair country , with a love surpassing that of woman ; and when death , friendly death , shall come to release me from my long , sad pilgrimage , the last words that hover on my expiring lips will be ...
... soul ; yet still do I love thee , my fair country , with a love surpassing that of woman ; and when death , friendly death , shall come to release me from my long , sad pilgrimage , the last words that hover on my expiring lips will be ...
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... soul ; but the smile of cut- ting scorn or softest tenderness seemed equally familiar to its proud formation . The rest of the features were regular and finely chiselled -all was in harmony with the noble breathings of soul which shone ...
... soul ; but the smile of cut- ting scorn or softest tenderness seemed equally familiar to its proud formation . The rest of the features were regular and finely chiselled -all was in harmony with the noble breathings of soul which shone ...
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... soul ; but the smile of cut- ting scorn or softest tenderness seemed equally familiar to its proud formation . The rest of the features were regular and finely chiselled —all was in harmony with the noble breathings of soul which shone ...
... soul ; but the smile of cut- ting scorn or softest tenderness seemed equally familiar to its proud formation . The rest of the features were regular and finely chiselled —all was in harmony with the noble breathings of soul which shone ...
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... soul into the prostration of misery we have described , as he lay sorrowing on the newly - made grave ? It was that even on the very threshold of life , he had suddenly found himself alone in the world . A desolating and fearful storm ...
... soul into the prostration of misery we have described , as he lay sorrowing on the newly - made grave ? It was that even on the very threshold of life , he had suddenly found himself alone in the world . A desolating and fearful storm ...
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... soul induced by the consciousness , how inadequate were his powers of performance to the grandeur and richness of his conceptions ; he was an artist , and many a night was passed by him in patient labour , and many a dawn found him ...
... soul induced by the consciousness , how inadequate were his powers of performance to the grandeur and richness of his conceptions ; he was an artist , and many a night was passed by him in patient labour , and many a dawn found him ...
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admiration affection agony Annesly Antonio appearance arms beautiful beloved Bently bewitching blessed bosom bright bright eyes calm carriage Catherine Brand Cellini charm cheek cheerful Chiara cold contemplated cottage countenance creature dark daughter dear death deep delight Derby dreams emotion expression eyes face fair father fearful feelings felt Florence gazed Genoa gentle George Dallas Geraldine girl glance Grantly grief hand happiness heart heaven Henry Emmerson hope hour husband Jessy Jessy's John Lady Sedley length lips listened look Louisa Malès manner melan mind morning mother nature ness never night noble passed peace poor prayed racter returned scarce scene Sedley's sight silence Sir Edward St Sir Herbert Sedley smile soft soon soothing sorrow soul spirit stood strove suddenly sweet tears tenderness Teresa THOMAS CURSON HANSARD thought tion told tones turned uncon unhappy voice whilst wife woman words young youth
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278 ページ - But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flattered, followed, sought and sued ; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!
265 ページ - They mourn, but smile at length ; and, smiling, mourn : The tree will wither long before it fall ; The hull drives on, though mast and sail be torn ; The roof-tree sinks, but moulders on the hall In massy hoariness; the...
182 ページ - Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain, And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuff d bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
262 ページ - The last, the sole, the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink, Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this fatal place.
147 ページ - Time, in his own grey style, All that thou art. Art thou not void of guile, A lovely soul formed to be blest and bless ? A well of sealed and secret happiness, Whose waters like blithe light and music are, Vanquishing dissonance and gloom ? A Star Which moves not in the moving Heavens, alone...
19 ページ - Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
91 ページ - Methought I heard a voice cry " Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep" — the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M.
226 ページ - THERE is an hour of peaceful rest, To mourning wanderers given; There is a joy for souls distressed; A balm for every wounded breast: 'T is found above — in heaven. 2 There is a home for weary souls, By sin and sorrow driven, — • When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise, and ocean rolls, And all is drear— but heaven.
182 ページ - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuffd bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart?
200 ページ - I know whence the shadow comes o'er you now Ye have strewn the dust on the sunny brow ! Ye have given the lovely to earth's embrace, She hath taken the fairest of beauty's race, With their laughing eyes and their...