Temper: Or, Domestic Scenes, a Tale in Three Volumes, Τόμος 2

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Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme and Brown, 1812
 

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Σελίδα 57 - The sun had long since, in the lap Of Thetis, taken out his nap, And, like a lobster boil'd, the morn From black to red began to turn...
Σελίδα 297 - There be three things that mine heart feareth; and for the fourth I was sore afraid: the slander of a city, the gathering together of an unruly multitude, and a false accusation: all these are worse than death.
Σελίδα 398 - Alike her speaking and her silence move, Whose voice is music, and whose looks are love.
Σελίδα 53 - But do not think this constant heart • Can ever cease, ingrate, to love thee. No — spite of all thy cold disdain, I'll bless the hour when first I met thee, And rather bear whole years of pain Than e'en for one short hour forget thee. Forget thee! No. Still Memory, now my only friend, Shall with her soothing art endeavour My present anguish to suspend, By painting pleasures lost for ever. She shall the happy hours renew, When full of hope and smiles I met thee, And little thought the day to view...
Σελίδα 54 - Than e'en for one short hour forget thee. Forget thee! No. Still Memory, now my only friend, Shall with her soothing art endeavour My present anguish to suspend, By painting pleasures lost for ever. She shall the happy hours renew, When full of hope and smiles I met thee, And little thought the day to view When thou wouldst wish me to forget thee. Forget thee ! No. Yet, I have lived to view that day, To mourn my past destructive blindness, To see now turn'd with scorn away Those eyes once fill'd...
Σελίδα 46 - O sweet is the presence of one faithful friend. The crowds whom we smiled with, when gladness was ours, Are summer's bright blossoms, and autumn's gay stores ; But the friend on whose breast we in sorrow repose, That friend is the winter's lone beautiful rose.
Σελίδα 53 - Then be it so, and let us part, Since love like mine has fail'd to move thee : But do not think this constant heart Can ever cease, ingrate, to love thee.

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