Gardenhurst, Τόμος 2Chapman & Hall, 1867 |
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Alfred Cadogan answered arms asked aunt ayah Barbara Villiers beauty blue breast bright Brighton Captain Adair Castle Herbert charm cheeks child Christine cigar Colonel Lisle countess cried CUIRASSIERS dark daughter dear door dress ears escritoire Esty Esty's eyes face faint fancy father feel feet felt fingers flowers flush fresh Geoffry Geoffry's Gerald Lisle girl glad glance Good-bye grey hair hand happy head hear heard heart hope hour kiss Lady Renshawe leave letter light lips looked lover Lynncourt marry ment Miss Lisle Miss Lisle's morning murmured Naval Brigade ness never night passed passion pleasant pleasure pray pretty woman rest rose round seemed shadow side Sir Charlton smiled soft Sophy Sophy's sound speak STAMFORD STREET stood sure sweet thought to-morrow tone touch turned uncon voice walked watched waves window woman wonder write young youth
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Σελίδα 48 - We two will rise, and sit, and walk together, Under the roof of blue Ionian weather, And wander in the meadows, or ascend The mossy mountains, where the blue heavens bend With lightest winds, to touch their paramour; Or linger, where the pebble-paven shore, Under the quick, faint kisses of the sea Trembles and sparkles as with ecstasy, Possessing and possessed by all that is Within that calm circumference of bliss, And by each other, till to love and live Be one...
Σελίδα 30 - And one, an English home— gray twilight pour'd On dewy pastures, dewy trees, Softer than sleep — all things in order stored, A haunt of ancient Peace.
Σελίδα 269 - Weeps for the ruin'd merchant, when he roars ; Rather, the wind courts but the pregnant sails, When the strong cordage cracks; rather, the sun Comes but to kiss the fruit in wealthy autumn, When all falls blasted. If you needs must love, (Forced by ill fate) take to your maiden bosoms Two dead-cold aspicks, and of them make lovers : They cannot flatter, nor forswear; one kiss Makes a long peace for all.
Σελίδα 248 - Into a thousand sweet distinguished tones, And reckons up in soft divisions Quick volumes of wild notes, to let him know By that shrill taste, she could do something too. His nimble hands...
Σελίδα 90 - O THAT joy so soon should waste ! Or so sweet a bliss As a kiss Might not for ever last ! So sugared, so melting, so soft, so delicious, The dew that lies on roses, When the morn herself discloses, Is not so precious. O rather than I would it smother, Were I to taste such another ; It should be my wishing That I might die kissing.
Σελίδα 68 - He therefore soonest wins that fastest flies. Fly thence, my dear, fly fast, my Thomalin, Who him encounters once, for ever dies. But if he lurk between the ruddy lips, Unhappy soul, that thence his nectar sips, While down into his heart the sugar'd poison slips. Oft in a voice he creeps down thro...
Σελίδα 269 - Then, my good girls, be more than women, wise : At least be more than I was ; and be sure You credit anything the light gives light to, Before a man. Rather believe the sea Weeps for the ruin'd merchant, when he roars; Rather, the wind courts but the pregnant sails, When the strong cordage cracks ; rather, the sun Comes but to kiss the fruit in wealthy autumn, When all falls blasted. If you needs must love...
Σελίδα 45 - A comical dog. Aunt. Upon my word he understands his business well ; I'll tell you, niece, how your mother was drawn — She had an orange in her hand, and a nosegay in her bosom, but a look so pure and fresh-coloured, you'd have taken her for one of the seasons.
Σελίδα 185 - Send me some token, that my hope may live, Or that my easelesse thoughts may sleep and rest; Send me some honey to make sweet my hive, That in my passion I may hope the best. I beg...
Σελίδα 128 - Contemnenti. COntinuall burning, yet no fire or fuel, Chill icie frosts in midst of summers frying, A hell most pleasing, and a heav'n most cruel, A death- still living, and a life still dying, And whatsoever pains poore hearts can prove, I feel, and utter in one word, I LOVE. Two fires, of love and grief, each upon either, And both upon one poore heart ever feeding ; Chill cold despair, most cold, yet cooling neither, In midst of fires his...