A country neighborhood, cont. The moat

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H. Colburn, 1848

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Page 308 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Page 217 - THE world's a room of sickness, where each heart Knows its own anguish and unrest ; The truest wisdom there, and noblest art, Is his who skills of comfort best ; Whom by the softest step and gentlest tone Enfeebled spirits own, And love to raise the languid eye, When, like an angel's wing, they feel him fleeting by...
Page 134 - My hopes are with the Dead ; anon My place with them will be, And I with them shall travel on Through all Futurity ; Yet leaving here a name, I trust, That will not perish in the dust.
Page 63 - In the hot throng, where we become the spoil Of our infection, till too late and long We may deplore and struggle with the coil, In wretched interchange of wrong for wrong 'Midst a contentious world, striving where none are strong. LXX. There, in a moment, we may plunge our years In fatal penitence, and in the blight Of our own soul, turn all our blood to tears, And colour things to come with hues of Night...
Page 127 - Our revels now are ended: these our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherits, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind: We are such stuff As dreams are made of, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Page 205 - Yes ! let them pass without a sigh; And if the world seem dull and dry, If long and sad thy lonely hours, And winds have rent thy sheltering bowers, Bethink thee what thou art and where— A sinner in a life of care ! The fire of God is soon to fall (Thou know'st it) on this earthly ball: Full many a soul, the price of blood, Mark'd by th...
Page 105 - It were all one That I should love a bright particular star, And think to wed it ; he is so above me ! In his bright radiance and collateral light Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.
Page 273 - I can love thee no more. The golden Laws of Love shall be Upon this Pillar hung ; A simple Heart, a single Eye, A true and constant Tongue. Let no Man for more Love pretend Than he has Hearts in .store : True Love begun shall never end ; Love one and love no more. Then shall thy Heart be set by mine, But in far different Case : For mine was true, so was not thine, But lookt like Janus Face.
Page 254 - In many ways doth the full heart reveal The presence of the love it would conceal ; But in far more th' estranged heart lets know The absence of the love, which yet it fain would show.

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