Friendship's Offering

Lewis & Sampson, 1855

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19 ページ - But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest ; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest: So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
98 ページ - She half enclosed me with her arms, She pressed me with a meek embrace; And bending back her head, looked up, And gazed upon my face.
19 ページ - Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read, And tongues to be your being shall rehearse When all the breathers of this world are dead; You still shall live — such virtue hath my pen — Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.
19 ページ - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall out-live this powerful rhyme ; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone, besmear'd with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And broils root out the work of masonry, Nor Mars his sword, nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your memory. 'Gainst death and...
192 ページ - But were it the meanest under-service, if God by his Secretary conscience enjoin it, it were sad for me if I should draw back...
19 ページ - Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room, Even in the eyes of all posterity That wear this world out to the ending doom. So till the judgment that yourself arise, You live in this, and dwell in lovers
309 ページ - Say no more — no other word : it is impiety towards the unreposing dead to hear you. Go, Gaspar ; forget me. Under the chivalrous and gallant Henry your career may be glorious ; and many a fair girl will listen, as once I did, to your vows, and be made happy by them. Farewell ! May the Virgin bless you ! In my cell and cloister-home I will not forget the best Christian lesson — to pray for our enemies. Gaspar, farewell !" She glided hastily from the bower: with swift steps she threaded the glade...
198 ページ - I thank God, I like so well to be here, as I do not repent my coming ; and if I were to come again, I would not have altered my course, though I had foreseen all these afflictions. I never fared better in my life, never slept better, never had more content of mind...
103 ページ - As with his wings aslant, Sails the fierce cormorant, Seeking some rocky haunt, With his prey laden, So toward the open main, Beating to sea again, Through the wild hurricane Bore I the maiden.
120 ページ - ... pampered listlessness to shame. The servants invariably detest her, for she is a dependant like themselves, and yet, for all that, as much their superior in other respects as the family they both serve. Her pupils may love her, and she may take the deepest interest in them, but they cannot be her friends. She must, to all intents and purposes, live alone, or she transgresses that invisible but rigid line which alone establishes the distance between herself and her employers.