Ernest Maltravers, Том 1Harper & brothers, 1838 |
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Сторінка 72 - 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...
Сторінка 195 - Stern o'er each bosom reason holds her state, With daring aims irregularly great. Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of human kind pass by...
Сторінка 122 - Alas! what boots it with uncessant care To tend the homely, slighted, shepherd's trade And strictly meditate the thankless Muse ? Were it not better done, as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair?
Сторінка 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...
Сторінка 117 - When coarser souls are wrapped 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...
Сторінка 62 - tis not forbidden here. Amid the groves you may indulge the Muse, Or tend the blooms, and deck the vernal year...
Сторінка 122 - People talk about thinking — but for my part I never think, except when I sit down to write. " I believe this is not a very common case, for people who don't write think as well as people who do, but connected , severe , well-developed thought , in contradistinction to vague meditation , must be connected with some tangible plan or object; and therefore we must be either...
Сторінка 117 - When stars are in the quiet skies, Then most I pine for thee ; Bend on me then thy tender eyes, As stars look on the sea.
Сторінка 71 - Maltravers," said Ferrers, carelessly turning over the volumes on the table. " All very right : we should begin life with books ; they multiply the sources of employment ; so does capital ; — but capital is of no use, unless we live on the interest, — books are waste paper, unless we spend in action the wisdom we get from thought.
Сторінка 180 - And merely, as he thought, to make the best Of what by force would come about his breast, 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...