The Drawing-room magazine: or, Ladies book of fancy needlework and choice literature1848 |
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... wander forth in search of pleasures far less pure and enduring . We can not only think , and talk , and sing over our work ; but we may hold converse through some dear , familiar voice , with the genius of past ages . The poem read ...
... wander forth in search of pleasures far less pure and enduring . We can not only think , and talk , and sing over our work ; but we may hold converse through some dear , familiar voice , with the genius of past ages . The poem read ...
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... wandering anti- type which was supposed of old , to exist for every human being , might have been travelling thousands and thousands of miles off , having lost its way among the spheres , and never reach . earth until long after she had ...
... wandering anti- type which was supposed of old , to exist for every human being , might have been travelling thousands and thousands of miles off , having lost its way among the spheres , and never reach . earth until long after she had ...
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... wander on the country be- yond . The cottages of the peasantry were prettily scattered on either side the stream , the neat abodes of honest industry and humble worth . It was evident that the minds of these villagers were more elevated ...
... wander on the country be- yond . The cottages of the peasantry were prettily scattered on either side the stream , the neat abodes of honest industry and humble worth . It was evident that the minds of these villagers were more elevated ...
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" The next morning all had vanish'd , or my wandering miss'd the place . " And she never found it again ! We cannot resist quoting some of the concluding stanzas of this exquisite poem , full of a sad and sweet truthfulness . " I have ...
" The next morning all had vanish'd , or my wandering miss'd the place . " And she never found it again ! We cannot resist quoting some of the concluding stanzas of this exquisite poem , full of a sad and sweet truthfulness . " I have ...
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... on a seat , she tried to still her beating heart , to collect her wandering senses . Her secret was discovered , and by him from whom she would of all others have kept it : it had been buried in 90 THE DRAWING - ROOM MAGAZINE .
... on a seat , she tried to still her beating heart , to collect her wandering senses . Her secret was discovered , and by him from whom she would of all others have kept it : it had been buried in 90 THE DRAWING - ROOM MAGAZINE .
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Стр. 53 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon. Nor brought too long a day ; But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Стр. 386 - I loved Ophelia : forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
Стр. 380 - He raised a sigh so piteous and profound As it did seem to shatter all his bulk And end his being. That done, he lets me go, And with his head over his shoulder turned He seemed to find his way without his eyes, For out o' doors he went without their help And to the last bended their light on me.
Стр. 321 - No, no, no life : Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all ? Thou'lt come no more. Never, never, never, never, never ! — Pray you undo this button : thank you, sir.
Стр. 113 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Стр. 106 - Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
Стр. 331 - Oh, Love! what is it in this world of ours Which makes it fatal to be loved? Ah why With cypress branches hast thou wreathed thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter a sigh? As those who dote on odours pluck the flowers, And place them on their breast — but place to die — Thus the frail beings we would fondly cherish Are laid within our bosoms but to perish.
Стр. 380 - Doubt thou the stars are fire ; Doubt that the sun doth move ; Doubt truth to be a liar ; But never doubt I love.
Стр. 24 - And should my youth, as youth is apt I know, Some harshness show, All vain asperities I day by day Would wear away, Till the smooth temper of my age should be Like the high leaves upon the Holly Tree.
Стр. 107 - I'd have you do it ever : when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...