Ernest Maltravers Or The Eleusinia, Том 8
Saunders and Otley, ... Simpkin, Marshall, and Company, ... Bell and Bradfute, Edinburgh; and J. Cumming, Dublin., 1844 - Всего страниц: 477
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Стр. 68 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song...
Стр. 145 - I, alas! Have lived but on this earth a few sad years And so my lot was ordered, that a father First turned the moments of awakening life To drops, each poisoning youth's sweet hope; and then Stabbed with one blow my everlasting soul; And my untainted fame; and even that peace Which sleeps within the core of the heart's heart; But the wound was not mortal; so my hate...
Стр. 380 - twas visible— I saw not, but I felt that it was there. That which I saw was the revealed abode Of Spirits in beatitude: my heart Swelled in my breast—' I have been dead,' I cried,
Стр. 319 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Стр. 64 - Of these the false Achitophel was first, A name to all succeeding ages curst : For close designs and crooked counsels fit, Sagacious, bold, and turbulent of wit, Restless, unfixed in principles and place, In power unpleased, impatient of disgrace ; A fiery soul, which working out its way, Fretted the pigmy body to decay And o'er-informed the tenement of clay.
Стр. 109 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank* Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Стр. 116 - When coarser souls are wrapt in sleep,— Sweet spirit, meet me then. There is an hour when holy dreams, Through slumber, fairest glide; And in that mystic hour, it seems Thou shouldst be by my side. The thoughts of thee too sacred are For daylight's common beam ; — I can but know thee as my star, My angel, and my dream...
Стр. 184 - Began to bend down his admiring eyes On all her touching looks and qualities, Turning their shapely sweetness every way Till 'twas his food and habit day by day.