Twilight Hours: A Legacy of VerseStrahan, 1868 - 300 pagina's |
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Pagina xviii
... Tender by thorns in the heart , so that our kindred may trust me ; Dropping not gall , but balm , as you did , where'er I go . " " What follows calls for little comment . better to let it tell its own tale . It will be She vindicates ...
... Tender by thorns in the heart , so that our kindred may trust me ; Dropping not gall , but balm , as you did , where'er I go . " " What follows calls for little comment . better to let it tell its own tale . It will be She vindicates ...
Pagina xxiv
... dead I will fetch a police- man , and you shall be hanged . ' A tolerable notion of climac- teric oratory for a child of four years old . But Bertie has his MEMOIR . XXV tender moods when he comes to his χχίν MEMOIR .
... dead I will fetch a police- man , and you shall be hanged . ' A tolerable notion of climac- teric oratory for a child of four years old . But Bertie has his MEMOIR . XXV tender moods when he comes to his χχίν MEMOIR .
Pagina xxv
A Legacy of Verse Sarah Williams. MEMOIR . XXV tender moods when he comes to his aunt , saying , ' Auntie Bessie , kiss me , as though you loved me . ” ” * * " For three weeks I was alone - it was queer but pleasant . There is a curious ...
A Legacy of Verse Sarah Williams. MEMOIR . XXV tender moods when he comes to his aunt , saying , ' Auntie Bessie , kiss me , as though you loved me . ” ” * * " For three weeks I was alone - it was queer but pleasant . There is a curious ...
Pagina xxx
... tender . never find myself any better for the process . But , entre nous , I I believe that the law of tonics is reversed in morals , and it is not the bitter things that invigorate . This morning I sat out on the rocks watching the ...
... tender . never find myself any better for the process . But , entre nous , I I believe that the law of tonics is reversed in morals , and it is not the bitter things that invigorate . This morning I sat out on the rocks watching the ...
Pagina 30
... despair Which she takes , she will not care . Minnie Connor . Wilful , tender , foolish , proud , One who ne'er in prayer has bowed ; Who will guide her through the crowd ? Minnie Connor . O FY HÊN GYMRAEG . " Oh for [ a 30 TOWN LAYS .
... despair Which she takes , she will not care . Minnie Connor . Wilful , tender , foolish , proud , One who ne'er in prayer has bowed ; Who will guide her through the crowd ? Minnie Connor . O FY HÊN GYMRAEG . " Oh for [ a 30 TOWN LAYS .
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Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Agnes Andromache angel Baal birds blessing blind breeze bright brother brow burning burning lake calm child Christ in heaven clouds swing coast-guard Cophetua crimson darkness darling dear dearest death deep despair dream dumb dying evermore evil eyes fair fairy faithful fear feet flowers foolish song forward cast Gloriana gone Good-bye Gregory hand hands fast hath hear heart Holy Father king kiss knew light lips live look Lord love doth love is dead Margaret Minnie Connor moan mother Mother of Jesu mountain MOUNTAIN PASSES never night o'er once pain pray PRYNNES rain repent RITORNELLO shadow shining sing sleep smile softly song sorrow and sighing soul sound of sunshine stood strange strength sweet tears tell tender thine things thou hast thought twas unto VESUVIUS wait wandering weary weep wind ye cannot bear
Populaire passages
Pagina 124 - That the strongest wander farthest and most hopelessly are lost? That the mark of rank in nature is capacity for pain, And the anguish of the singer makes the sweetness of the strain ? "I have many things to tell you, but ye cannot bear them now.
Pagina 288 - Not so, not so, no load of woe Need bring despairing frown : For while we bear it, we can bear, Past that, we lay it down.
Pagina 78 - The land is ours, the foe is ours, now rest, my men," he said. But while he spoke there came a band of foot-sore, panting men: " The latest prisoner, my lord, we took him in the glen, And left behind dead hostages that we would come again." The victor spoke : " Thou, Persian dog ! hast cost more lives than thine. That was thy will, and thou shouldst die full thrice, if I had mine. Dost know thy fate, thy just reward ? " The Persian bent his head, " I know both sides of victory, and only grieve,"...
Pagina 150 - I knew not when my life was good, And when there was a light upon my path, But turned my soul perversely to the dark — O Lord, I do repent.
Pagina 151 - Because Thou hast borne with me all this while, Hast smitten me with love until I weep, Hast called me as a mother calls her child — O Lord...
Pagina 79 - and while I live, I fight; So, see you to your victory, for 'tis undone this night ; Omar, the worthy, battle fair is but thy god-like right.
Pagina 67 - Heaven," your mother said softly. And Susie sighed "So far away!" — Tis nearer, Will, now to us all. It is strange how that fellow sleeps ! stranger still that his sleep should haunt me; If I could but command his face, to make sure of the lesser ill : I will crawl to his side and see, for what should there be to daunt me ? What there ? what there...