Old-world Idylls, and Other VersesK. Paul, Trench, Trübner & Company, Limited, 1883 - 245 páginas |
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... true , Succumbed to Routs and Cards , or grew Devout and acid . But hers was neither fate . She came Of good west - country folk , whose fame Has faded now . For us her name Is " Madam Placid . " Patience or Prudence , -what you will ...
... true , Succumbed to Routs and Cards , or grew Devout and acid . But hers was neither fate . She came Of good west - country folk , whose fame Has faded now . For us her name Is " Madam Placid . " Patience or Prudence , -what you will ...
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... true . 56 Est - ce que vous l'aimez ? " Never answer made he ! Ah , for the old love fighting with the new ! " Est - ce que vous l'aimez ? " sobbed Rosina's sorrow . " Bon ! " murmured Boucher ; " she will come to - morrow . " How like ...
... true . 56 Est - ce que vous l'aimez ? " Never answer made he ! Ah , for the old love fighting with the new ! " Est - ce que vous l'aimez ? " sobbed Rosina's sorrow . " Bon ! " murmured Boucher ; " she will come to - morrow . " How like ...
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... Men . NINON . But are they ? Is it true , I mean ? Who said it ? NINETTE . Sister SERAPHINE . She was so pious and so good , With such sad eyes beneath her hood , And such THE SECRETS OF THE HEART . 49 The Secrets of the Heart.
... Men . NINON . But are they ? Is it true , I mean ? Who said it ? NINETTE . Sister SERAPHINE . She was so pious and so good , With such sad eyes beneath her hood , And such THE SECRETS OF THE HEART . 49 The Secrets of the Heart.
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... true men , you know ! And then ? NINETTE . NINON . Why , if that could occur , What kind of man should you prefer ? NINETTE . What looks , you mean ? NINON . Looks , voice and all . t NINETTE . Well , as to that , he must 68 PROVERBS IN ...
... true men , you know ! And then ? NINETTE . NINON . Why , if that could occur , What kind of man should you prefer ? NINETTE . What looks , you mean ? NINON . Looks , voice and all . t NINETTE . Well , as to that , he must 68 PROVERBS IN ...
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... true . JACK . " Souvent femme varie , " as a rule , is truer ; Flattered , I'm sure , -but both of you romance . Happy to further suit of either wooer , Merely observing - you have n't got a chance . LAWRENCE . Yes . But the Pipe- FRANK ...
... true . JACK . " Souvent femme varie , " as a rule , is truer ; Flattered , I'm sure , -but both of you romance . Happy to further suit of either wooer , Merely observing - you have n't got a chance . LAWRENCE . Yes . But the Pipe- FRANK ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Autonoë BABETTE BALLAD BEAU BROCADE beauty Belle Marquise BEN JONSON bird blue Boucher bright eyes brow Caliph CHALCEDONY CIRCE comes COUNTESS Cupid's Alley dance dear DENISE DOLLY dream E'en eyes face fair fawn that seeks flowers FRANÇOIS BOUCHER FRANK grace gray grew heart Here's a present intended an Ode king more terrible kissed me to-day knew L'ÉTOILE last year's nest laughing LAWRENCE lips London stones look Love Love's M'sieu Madam Maid Monsieur Muse myrtle twine Naught but myrtle NINETTE NINON o'er pale pipe Poets poor present for Rose PRINCESS Procris Pure song rhyme RONDEAU Rosina School of Coquettes seeks its mother shade sigh sing smile song Stand and Deliver stirred strange stray fawn sweet THEOCRITUS There's a tear thing thou thought thrush TRIOLETS turned Twas twixt VIEUXBOIS VILLANELLE watch weary wild and shy wind-flower yore
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Página 236 - ... his saints and his gilded stern-frames He had thought like an egg-shell to crack us ; .Now Howard may get to his Flaccus, And Drake to his Devon again, And Hawkins bowl rubbers to Bacchus — For where are the galleons of Spain ? Let his Majesty hang to St. James The axe that he whetted to hack us ; He must play at some lustier games Or at sea he can hope to out-thwack us ; To his mines of Peru he would pack us To tug at his bullet and chain ; Alas ! that his Greatness should lack -us ! — But...
Página 214 - Love comes back to his vacant dwelling — The old, old Love that we knew of yore ! We see him stand by the open door, With his great eyes sad, and his bosom swelling. " He makes as though in our arms repelling He fain would lie, as he lay before ; Love comes back to his vacant dwelling...
Página 104 - My book in turn avers (No author's name is stated) That sometimes those Philosophers Are sadly mis-translated." " But hear, — the next's in stronger style : The Cynic School asserted That two red lips which part and smile May not be controverted ! " She smiled once more — "My book, I find, Observes some modern doctors Would make the Cynics out a .kind Of album-verse concoctors." Then I— "Why not? ' Ephesian law, No less than time's tradition, Enjoined fair speech on all who saw Diana's apparition.
Página 4 - The fresher modern traces ; For idle mallet, hoop, and ball Upon the lawn were lying ; A magazine, a tumbled shawl, Round which the swifts were flying ; And, tossed beside the Guelder rose, A heap of rainbow knitting, Where, blinking in her pleased repose, A Persian cat was sitting. " A place to love in, — live, — for aye, If we too, like Tithonus, Could find some God to stretch the gray...
Página 239 - There is place and enough for the pains of prose ; — But whenever a scent from the whitethorn blows. And the jasmine-stars...
Página 4 - You'd surely say Some tea-board garden-maker Had planned it in Dutch William's day To please some florist Quaker, So trim it was. The yew-trees still, With pious care perverted, Grew in the same grim shapes ; and still The lipless dolphin spurted ; Still in his wonted state abode The broken-nosed Apollo ; And still the cypress-arbour showed The same umbrageous hollow.
Página 173 - Spring comes laughing By vale and hill, By wind-flower walking And daffodil, — Sing stars of morning, Sing morning skies, Sing blue of speedwell, And my Love's eyes. When comes the Summer, Full-leaved and Strong, And gay birds gossip The orchard long, — Sing hid, sweet honey That no bee sips ; Sing red, red roses, And my Love's lips.
Página 74 - M. VIEUXBOIS (murmuring) Ah, PAUL ! ... old PAUL ! . . . EULALIE too ! And ROSE ! . . . And O ! ' the sky so blue ! ' BABETTE (sings) ' One had my Mother's eyes, Wistful and mild ; One had my Father's face ; One was a Child : All of them bent to me, — Bent down and smiled ! ' (He is asleep !) M. VIEUXBOIS (almost inaudibly) How I forget ! I am so old ! . . . Good night, BABETTE ! 4.67.
Página 161 - ... died ; — Message or wish, may be; — Smooth the folds out and see. Hardly the worst of us Here could have smiled !Only the tremulous Words of a child ; — Prattle, that has for stops Just a few ruddy drops. Look. She is sad to miss, Morning and night, His — her dead father's — kiss ; Tries to be bright, Good to mamma, and sweet. That is all.
Página 135 - So with the rest. Who will may trace "Behind the new each elder face Defined as clearly; Science proceeds, and man stands still; Our " world " today's as good or ill, — As cultured (nearly), As yours was, Horace!