Prue & IHarper & brothers, 1892 - Всего страниц: 270 |
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Adoniram Alchemist answered asked beautiful Aurelia book-keeper Bourne Bourne's castles in Spain cousin the curate cravat Crimea dear deck dine dinner dream dress East Indiaman Eldorado eyes face faded fair family portraits fancy feel flash Flora flowers FLYING DUTCHMAN gazed gentle gentleman girl glance glasses grace grandfather grandmother guests hair hand happy hear heard heart hope Italy knew Kubla Khan Lady landscape large aunt leaned lived lost lover mind mist morning never odor passed pensive piazza Preciosa Prue's remember replied sails Scul Sculpin seemed seen ship shore sitting slowly smell smile soft sometimes Spanish specta spectacles Staten Island stood story strange stroll suddenly summer sunshine sure sweet tears tell thing thought Titbottom tropical twilight voice voyage waistcoat walk watched wife window woman wonder YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY young friend youth
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Стр. 108 - Alas, alas, fair Ines, She went away with song, With Music waiting on her steps, And shoutings of the throng ; But some were sad and felt no mirth, But only Music's wrong, In sounds that sang Farewell, Farewell, To her you've loved so long.
Стр. 270 - Farewell, dear flowers, sweetly your time ye spent, Fit, while ye lived, for smell or ornament, And after death for cures. I follow straight without complaints or grief, Since if my scent be good, I care not if It be as short as yours.
Стр. 83 - For I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be ; Saw the heavens fill with commerce, argosies of magic sails, Pilots of the purple twilight, dropping down with costly bales ; Heard the heavens fill with shouting, and there rained a ghastly dew From the nations...
Стр. 270 - MADE a posy, while the day ran by : Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band.
Стр. 270 - But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And wither'd in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart ; I took, without more thinking, in good part Time's gentle admonition ; Who did so sweetly death's sad taste convey, Making my mind to smell my fatal day, Yet sugaring the suspicion.
Стр. 44 - Th' unfeeling for his own. Yet, ah! why should they know their fate, Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies ? Thought would destroy their paradise! No more; — where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
Стр. 68 - There is wonderful music there," he said : " sometimes I awake at night, and hear it. It is full of the sweetness of youth, and love, and a new world. I lie and listen, and I seem to arrive at the great gates of my estates. They swing open upon noiseless hinges, and the tropic of my dreams receives me.
Стр. 86 - Generally there were only a. few sloops moored to the tremendous posts, which I fancied could easily hold fast a Spanish Armada in a tropical hurricane. But sometimes a great ship, an East Indiaman, with rusty, seamed, blistered sides, and dingy sails, came slowly moving up the harbor, with an air of indolent self-importance and consciousness of superiority, which inspired me with profound respect. If the ship had ever chanced to run down a rowboat, or a sloop, or any specimen of smaller craft, I...
Стр. 107 - Descend along the shore, With bands of noble gentlemen, And banners waved before; And gentle youth and maidens gay, And snowy plumes they wore; It would have been a beauteous dream—- If it had been no more!
Стр. 50 - Sorrento girls, looking over the high plastered walls of southern Italy, hand to the youthful travellers, climbing on donkeys up the narrow lane beneath. The Nile flows through my grounds. The Desert lies upon their edge, and Damascus stands in my garden. I am given to understand, also, that the Parthenon has been removed to my Spanish possessions. The Golden-Horn is my fish-preserve; my flocks of golden fleece are pastured on the plain of Marathon, and the honey of Hymettus is distilled from the...