Lucile [a poem] by Owen Meredith |
Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
Alfred Vargrave answer'd appear'd beauty Bigorre blue air bosom bow'd breast brow Comtesse de Nevers dark dear deep door doubt dream Duc de Luvois Duke edge of dawn emotion enter'd Eugène de Luvois Euroclydon exclaim'd eyes face fail'd faint fair feel felt fix'd follow'd forever forgive gaze grief hand hath heard heart Heaven hope JOHN lady letter life's light lips live lone look look'd Lord Alfred Luchon Lucile de Nevers man's Matilda milord mountain murmur'd Neath nevermore night o'er obolus once pale Paradise Bird pass'd passion perchance reach'd replied return'd reveal'd rose round Saint Saviour seem'd sigh'd sight silence Sir Ridley smile soft sorrow soul sound Sour Seraphine stood strange strife sweet tears thee things thou thought truth turn'd Twixt vex'd voice walk'd watch'd wife wild wind woman word yore young youth
Δημοφιλή αποσπάσματα
Σελίδα 62 - We may live without poetry, music, and art ; We may live without conscience, and live without heart ; We may live without friends ; we may live without books ; But civilized man cannot live without cooks. He may live without books, — what is knowledge but grieving ? He may live without hope, — what is hope but deceiving ? He may live without love, — what is passion but pining ? But where is the man that can live without dining ? xx.
Σελίδα 44 - He is gone with the age which begat him. Our own Is too vast, and too complex, for one man alone To embody its purpose, and hold it shut close In the palm of his hand. There were giants in those Irreclaimable days ; but in these days of ours, In dividing the work, we distribute the powers. Yet a dwarf on a dead giant's shoulders sees more Than the 'live giant's eyesight availed to explore ; And in life's lengthen'd alphabet what used to be To our sires XYZ is to us AB C.
Σελίδα 129 - O Nature, how fair is thy face, And how light is thy heart, and how friendless thy grace ! Thou false mistress of man ! thou dost sport with him lightly In his hours of ease and enjoyment ; and brightly Dost thou smile to his smile ; to his joys thou inclinest, But his sorrows, thou knowest them not, nor divinest. While he...
Σελίδα 46 - The man who seeks one thing in life, and but one, May hope to achieve it before life be done; But he who seeks all things, wherever he goes, Only reaps from the hopes which around him he sows A harvest of barren regrets.