For ever and ever, Volumen1

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Bernhard Tauchnitz, 1866

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Página 79 - FOR ANNIE. THANK Heaven ! the crisis — The danger is past, And the lingering illness Is over at last — And the fever called " Living" Is conquered at last. Sadly, I know I am shorn of my strength, And no muscle I move As I lie at full length — But no matter ! — I feel I am better at length. And I rest so composedly, Now, in my bed, That any beholder Might fancy me dead — Might start at beholding me, Thinking me dead. The moaning and groaning, The...
Página 278 - HE that hath wife and children hath given hostages to fortune ; for they are impediments to great enterprises, either of virtue or mischief. Certainly the best works, and of greatest merit for the public, have proceeded from the unmarried or childless men ; which both in affection and means have married and endowed the public.
Página 253 - Are twin-born sisters, and so mix their eyes, As if you sever one, the other dies. Why did the gods give thee a heavenly form, And earthly thoughts to make thee proud of it ? Why do I ask ? 'Tis now the known disease That beauty hath, to bear too deep a sense Of her own self-conceived excellence.
Página 212 - Honour and shame from no condition rise ; Act well your part, there all the honour lies.
Página 113 - He speaks the kindest words, and looks such things, Vows with such passion, swears with so much grace, That 'tis a kind of heaven to be deluded by him.
Página 1 - There is none In all this cold and hollow world, no fount Of deep, strong, deathless love, save that within A mother's heart.
Página 156 - The first sure symptom of a mind in health, Is rest of heart, and pleasure felt at home.
Página 232 - NOUGHT under heaven so strongly doth allure The sence of man, and all his minde possesse, As Beauties lovely baite, that doth procure Great warriours oft their rigour to represse, And mighty hands forget their manlinesse ; Drawne with the powre of an heart-robbing eye, And wrapt in fetters of a golden tresse, That can with melting pleasaunce mollifye Their hardned hearts...
Página 86 - Refined himself to soul, to curb the sense, And made almost a sin of abstinence : Yet had his aspect nothing of severe, But such a face as promised him sincere. Nothing reserved or sullen was to see; But sweet regards, and pleasing sanctity : Mild was his accent, and his action free.
Página 200 - The lucky have whole days which still they choose, Th' unlucky have but hours, and those they lose.

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