Horæ Salisburienses [afterw.] Sarisburienses1829 |
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... smile ! - Stretched on the bed of sickness and misery , the wasted wretch fondly anticipates his recovery and restoration to his former enjoyments . For what reason does the sailor undergo so many hardships ? The sweet hope of return ...
... smile ! - Stretched on the bed of sickness and misery , the wasted wretch fondly anticipates his recovery and restoration to his former enjoyments . For what reason does the sailor undergo so many hardships ? The sweet hope of return ...
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... smile propitious on us ! Clear away thy mists , and ( what is more important ) ours . Let thy eighth sun rise and shine in resplendent brilliancy , to light the way to our impatient . Pegasus . But to business . What , no letters ! No ...
... smile propitious on us ! Clear away thy mists , and ( what is more important ) ours . Let thy eighth sun rise and shine in resplendent brilliancy , to light the way to our impatient . Pegasus . But to business . What , no letters ! No ...
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... smile . 66 From 10 till 1 o'clock . - Busily engaged in study- partly forgot my troubles . 3 o'clock - Returned from ... smiles will be , at one and the same time , our cheering encouragement HORE SARISBURIENSES . 45.
... smile . 66 From 10 till 1 o'clock . - Busily engaged in study- partly forgot my troubles . 3 o'clock - Returned from ... smiles will be , at one and the same time , our cheering encouragement HORE SARISBURIENSES . 45.
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... smile O'er close of blushing day ; When soothing silence breathes around Its stillness on the gale , Delightful as the spicy breeze In Araby's blest vale . Mark hoary Time's consuming sway O'er yon dark moss - grown aisle ; Invidious ...
... smile O'er close of blushing day ; When soothing silence breathes around Its stillness on the gale , Delightful as the spicy breeze In Araby's blest vale . Mark hoary Time's consuming sway O'er yon dark moss - grown aisle ; Invidious ...
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... smile oft hides deceit , Thy bliss though truly sweet , Where sweetest , soonest cloys . Who ne'er has known thy spell Must less than mortal be ; Thy whims no tongue can tell ; To thee , and thine , farewell , Thy chains are not for me ...
... smile oft hides deceit , Thy bliss though truly sweet , Where sweetest , soonest cloys . Who ne'er has known thy spell Must less than mortal be ; Thy whims no tongue can tell ; To thee , and thine , farewell , Thy chains are not for me ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Adelaide adieu admiration Almack's Amyntor arms AUDI ALTERAM PARTEM beauty bewitching blest bliss bosom breast bright brow Carthage Charles Dashwood charm Committee cricket Darlington dear death delight e'en e'er Editors elected ev'ry exclaimed fair fair lady fair sex fame farewell fate fear feel forget fortune friendship gentleman Giaour glorious grief hand happiness hear heard heart heav'n honor hope Hora Sarisburienses Horæ hour Kenyon ladies Latham leave look Lord Lord Ruthven lov'd meeting mind misery mortal Mytton ne'er never o'er Palmer paper pass perusal pleasure pow'r praise pray'r quadrille Reginald regret rose sacred scenes schoolfellows seem'd Seymour sigh smile song soon sorrow soul spot stanzas sweet tear tell thanks thee thine thou art thought tion Twas Utopia vex'd vote Wentworth whilst wish word young youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 60 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Seite 61 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th
Seite 4 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Seite 199 - Had I but served God as diligently as I have served the king, He would not have given me over in my grey hairs.
Seite 292 - He faded, and so calm and meek So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender, kind...
Seite 124 - And is it in the flight of threescore years To push eternity from human thought, And smother souls immortal in the dust? A soul immortal, spending all her fires, Wasting her strength in strenuous idleness, Thrown into tumult, raptured, or alarm'd At aught this scene can threaten or indulge, Resembles ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.
Seite 60 - tis too horrible. The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
Seite 195 - Much beautiful, and excellent, and fair Was seen beneath the sun ; but nought was seen More beautiful, or excellent, or fair, Than face of faithful friend, fairest when seen In darkest day ; and many sounds were sweet, Most ravishing, and pleasant to the ear ; But sweeter none than voice of faithful friend, Sweet always, sweetest, heard in loudest storm.
Seite 332 - WE talked with open heart, and tongue Affectionate and true, A pair of friends, though I was young, And Matthew seventy-two. We lay beneath a spreading oak, Beside a mossy seat; And from the turf a fountain broke, And gurgled at our feet. 'Now, Matthew...
Seite 124 - What nothing earthly gives, or can destroy, The soul's calm sunshine, and the heart-felt joy, Is virtue's prize: A better would you fix?