 Tis yours, unmoved, to sever and to meet ; No pledge is sacred, and no home is sweet ! Who that would ask a heart to dulness wed, The waveless calm, the slumber of the dead ? No ; the wild bliss of Nature needs alloy, And Fear and Sorrow fan the fire...  Ellen Glanville - Сторінка 122автори: Lady Charlotte Campbell Bury, Lady of rank - 1838Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Henry Southgate - 1865 - 398 стор.
...Indispensable. Who that would ask a heart to dulness wed, The waveless calm, the slumber of the dead I No : the wild bliss of nature needs alloy, And fear and sorrow from the fire of joy ! And say, without our hopes, without our fears, Without the home that plighted... | |
 | 1866 - 524 стор.
...sacred, and no home is sweet ! Who that would ask a heart to dulness wed, The waveless calm, the slumber of the dead ? No ; the wild bliss of Nature needs alloy, And fear and sorrow fan the fire of joy ! And say, without our hopes, without our fears, Without the home that plighted... | |
 | Andrew Comstock, Philip Lawrence - 1808 - 596 стор.
.../ | Who that would asA a heart to dullness wed, \ The waveless calm, | the slumber of the dead 1 \ No; | the wild bliss of nature needs alloy, | And fear and sorrow fan the fire of joy ! | And say, without our hopes, without our fears, | Without the home tlmt plighted... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1870 - 456 стор.
...sacred, and no home is sweet ! Who that would ask a heart to dulness wed, The waveless calm, the slumber of the dead ? No; the wild bliss of nature needs alloy, And fear and sorrow fan the fire of joy ! And say, without our hopes, without our fears, Without the home that plighted... | |
 | 1875 - 810 стор.
...in Heaven. CHAPTER VII. Who that would ask a heart to dullness wed, The waveless calm, the slumber of the dead ? No ; the wild bliss of nature needs alloy, And fear and sorrow fan the fire of joy ! And say, without our hopes, without our fears, . Without the home that plighted... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1876 - 828 стор.
...sacred, and no home is sweet 1 Who that would ask a heart to dulness wed, The waveless calm, the slumber trees, \V here first our marriage vows were given, With merry peals shall sw fan the fire of joy ! And say, without our hopes, without our fears, Without the home that plighted... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1880 - 852 стор.
...sacred, and no home is sweet ! Who that would ask a heart to dulness wed, The waveless calm, the slumber of the dead? No ; the wild bliss of Nature needs alloy, And fear and sorrow fan the fire of joy ! And say, without our hopes, without our fears, Without the home that plighted... | |
 | Oliver Bell Bunce - 1883 - 332 стор.
...sacred, and no home is sweet ! Who that would ask a heart to dullness wed, The waveless calm, the slumber of the dead ? No ; the wild bliss of Nature needs alloy, And fear and sorrow fan the fire of joy ! And say, without our hopes, without our fears, Without the home that plighted... | |
 | 1885 - 544 стор.
...sacred, and no home is sweet ! Who that would ask a heart to dulness wed, The waveless calm, the slumber of the dead? No ; the wild bliss of Nature needs alloy, And fear and sorrow fan the fire of joy ! And say, without our hopes, without our fears, Without the home that plighted... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1895 - 552 стор.
...sacred, arid no home is sweet ! Who that would ask a heart to dulness wed, The waveless calm, the slumber of the dead? No ; the wild bliss of Nature needs alloy, And fear and sorrow fan the fire of joy ! And say, without our hopes, without our fears, Without the home that plighted... | |
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