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Seite 216 - With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train: But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land; nor herb, fruit...
Seite 51 - No man can tell but he that loves his children, how many delicious accents make a man's heart dance in the pretty conversation of those dear pledges ; their childishness, their stammering, their little angers, their innocence, their imperfections, their ^necessities, are so many little emanations of joy and comfort to him that delights in their persons and society...
Seite 39 - Tis he, who gives my breast a thousand pains, Can make me feel each passion that he feigns; Enrage, compose, with more than magic art ; With pity, and with terror, tear my heart ; And snatch me, o'er the earth, or through the air, To Thebes, to Athens, when he will, and where.
Seite 110 - Go where I will, to me thou art the same — A loved regret which I would not resign. There yet are two things in my destiny, — A world to roam through, and a home with thee.
Seite 136 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while : I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends : subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Seite 163 - For thou, Lord, art good, and ready to forgive ; And plenteous in mercy unto all them that call upon thee.
Seite 55 - What heads for painters' easels ! Come here, and kiss the infant, dears — (And give it p'rhaps the measles !) " Your charming boys, I see, are home From Reverend Mr. Russell's ; 'T was very kind to bring them both — (What boots for my new Brussels !) " What ! little Clara left at home ! Well, now, I call that shabby ; I should have loved to kiss her so — (A flabby, dabby, babby !)
Seite 111 - Leman's is fair ; but think not I forsake The sweet remembrance of a dearer shore : • Sad havoc Time must with my memory make. Ere that or thou can fade these eyes before ; Though, like all things which I have loved, they are Resign'd for ever, or divided far.