Autumnal Leaves, Or, Tints of Memory and ImaginationSmith, Elder & Company, 1837 - 204 pagina's |
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Autumnal Leaves; Or, Tints of Memory and Imagination Henrietta F. Valle Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2018 |
Autumnal Leaves: Or Tints of Memory and Imagination (1837) Henrietta F. Valle Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2009 |
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
absent friends Ahi Memoria Amaranth ARGYRA art thou bade beam beautiful beneath bless'd bliss bloom bosom bow'r bower breast breathe bright ceas'd cease change qu'en charms cherish'd childhood's dark dear delight dream dwell E'en earth Echo Elysian fields emblem ev'ry eyes faded fair fancy farewell fate fled flow flowers gaze grace grief happy hast heart heaven hope joys leaves Libanus life's light little Daisy lone lov'd lyre mem'ry's memory midnight moon morning MOTTO SEALS mountain mourn muse ne'er neath never night o'er OLD BAILEY once pass'd peaceful Peneus pleasure POETICAL LETTER remembrance repose River Wye rose round scenes shade shed shine sigh silent sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spot stars strain Summer sweet sweet child tears tell thee there's Thessaly thine Thou art thought Tis Nonsense Twas Twill vale wave weep wild wind-flower youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 161 - Cras hoc fiet." Idem eras fiet. " Quid, quasi magnum Nempe diem donas ?" Sed cum lux altera venit, Jam eras hesternum consumpsimus : ecce aliud eras Egerit hos annos, et semper paulum erit ultra.
Pagina 95 - Light that makes things seen, makes some things invisible, were it not for darkness and the shadow of the earth, the noblest part of the creation had remained unseen, and the stars in heaven as invisible as on the fourth day, when they were created above the horizon with the sun, or there was not an eye to behold them.
Pagina 164 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear.
Pagina 84 - Nothing is proof against the general curse Of vanity, that seizes all below. The only amaranthine flower on earth, Is virtue : the only lasting treasure, truth.