The Poetical Works of Charles LambE.H. Butler & Company, 1858 - Всего страниц: 109 |
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... , to sometimes rouse a tear , And sometimes prompt an honest rhyme . For , when the transient charm is fled , And when the little week is o'er , To cheerless , friendless , solitude When I return , 18 LAMB'S POETICAL WORKS .
... , to sometimes rouse a tear , And sometimes prompt an honest rhyme . For , when the transient charm is fled , And when the little week is o'er , To cheerless , friendless , solitude When I return , 18 LAMB'S POETICAL WORKS .
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... tears , Dwelling for ever on a frown ; On sighs I've fed , your scorn my bread ; I perish now you kind are grown . Can I , who loved my beloved But for the scorn " was in her eye , " Can I be moved for my beloved , When she returns me ...
... tears , Dwelling for ever on a frown ; On sighs I've fed , your scorn my bread ; I perish now you kind are grown . Can I , who loved my beloved But for the scorn " was in her eye , " Can I be moved for my beloved , When she returns me ...
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... tears fast fell , As mournfully she bended o'er that sacred well . To whom when I addressed myself to speak , She lifted up her eyes , and nothing said : The delicate red came mantling o'er her cheek , And gathering up her loose attire ...
... tears fast fell , As mournfully she bended o'er that sacred well . To whom when I addressed myself to speak , She lifted up her eyes , and nothing said : The delicate red came mantling o'er her cheek , And gathering up her loose attire ...
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... tears , like a true penitent , If haply so my day of grace Be not yet past ; and this lone place , O'er - shadowy , dark , excludeth hence All thoughts but grief and penitence . " " Why dost thou weep , thou gentle maid ! And wherefore ...
... tears , like a true penitent , If haply so my day of grace Be not yet past ; and this lone place , O'er - shadowy , dark , excludeth hence All thoughts but grief and penitence . " " Why dost thou weep , thou gentle maid ! And wherefore ...
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... tears , like a true penitent , Until , due expiation made , And fit atonement fully paid , The Lord and Bridegroom me present , Where in sweet strains of high consent , God's throne before the Seraphim Shall chant the ecstatic marriage ...
... tears , like a true penitent , Until , due expiation made , And fit atonement fully paid , The Lord and Bridegroom me present , Where in sweet strains of high consent , God's throne before the Seraphim Shall chant the ecstatic marriage ...
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ALBUM angel Bacchus BALLAD beauty behold beloved Black manhood comes Blanch blind bliss CANADIA Catherine Orkney CHARLES LAMB cheerful child cold costly palace Youth crowns dark deed Dido divine dost doth dream Enfield Ethiop fair fair-haired maid faithful faithless fancy father fear feel flower foes gone grace hand HARVARD COLLEGE hast hath heart heaven Herod Herodias High-born holy infant kiss knew lady LAMB LEONARDO DA VINCI light live lone look Maiden Margaret marriage Martha Mary midnight mind miss mother Muses ne'er Nereid night numbers o'er old familiar faces once passion penitent poor pride repentance rich round saint Salome scarce sense shade shine sigh sight silent sleep smiles song soon soul spirits strain sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thoughts Thy Dream thy praise Twas verse virgin virtue walk wandering waters weep whitest wretched workhouse young
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Стр. 21 - I loved a love once, fairest among women ; Closed are her doors on me, I must not see her — All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have a friend, a kinder friend has no man ; Like an ingrate, I left my friend abruptly ; Left him, to muse on the old familiar faces.
Стр. 21 - All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days — All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Стр. 38 - Jewel, Honey, Sweetheart, Bliss, And those forms of old admiring, Call her Cockatrice and Siren, Basilisk, and all that's evil, Witch, Hyena, Mermaid, Devil, Ethiop, Wench, and Blackamoor, Monkey, Ape, and twenty more; Friendly Trait'ress, loving Foe, — Not that she is truly so, But no other way they know A contentment to express, Borders so upon excess, That they do not rightly wot Whether it be pain or not.
Стр. 21 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days ; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies ; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I loved a love once, fairest among women ; Closed are her doors on me, I must not see her—- All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Стр. 53 - Music framed for infants' glee, Whistle never tuned for thee ; Though thou want'st not, thou shalt have them, Loving hearts were they which gave them. Let not one be missing ; nurse, See them laid upon the hearse Of infant slain by doom perverse. Why should kings and nobles have Pictured trophies to their grave ; And we, churls, to thee deny Thy pretty toys with thee to lie, A more harmless vanity?
Стр. 36 - Some few vapors thou may'st raise, The weak brain may serve to amaze, But to the reins and nobler heart Canst nor life nor heat impart. Brother of Bacchus, later born, The old world was sure forlorn Wanting thee, that aidest more The god's victories than, before, All his panthers, and the brawls Of his piping Bacchanals.
Стр. 19 - A month or more hath she been dead, Yet cannot I by force be led To think upon the wormy bed And her together. A springy motion in her gait, A rising step, did indicate Of pride and joy no common rate, That...
Стр. 20 - twas not pride, It was a joy to that allied, She did inherit. Her parents held the Quaker rule, Which doth the human feeling cool, But she was trained in Nature's school, Nature had blest her. A waking eye, a prying mind, A heart that stirs, is hard to bind, A hawk's keen sight ye cannot blind, Ye could not Hester. My sprightly neighbour, gone before To that unknown and silent shore, Shall we not meet, as heretofore, Some summer morning, When from thy cheerful eyes a ray Hath struck a bliss upon...
Стр. 73 - Scorn of base action, deed dishonourable, Or aught unseemly. I remember well Her reverend image : I remember, too, With what a zeal she served her master's house ; And how the prattling tongue of garrulous...
Стр. 51 - ON AN INFANT DYING AS SOON AS BORN. I SAW where in the shroud did lurk A curious frame of Nature's work. A flow'ret crushed in the bud, A nameless piece of Babyhood, Was in her cradle-coffin lying ; Extinct, with scarce the sense of dying : So soon to...