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Pagina 87 - ... azure veins Which steal like streams along a field of snow, That lovely outline, which is fair As breathing marble, perish ? Must putrefaction's breath Leave nothing of this heavenly sight But loathsomeness and ruin ? Spare nothing but a gloomy theme, On which the lightest heart might moralize?
Pagina 241 - Clasp me a little longer on the brink Of fate! while I can feel thy dear caress; And when this heart hath ceased to beat — oh! think, And let it mitigate thy woe's excess, That thou hast been to me all tenderness, And friend to more than human friendship just. Oh! by that retrospect of happiness, And by the hopes of an immortal trust, God shall assuage thy pangs — when I am laid in dust?
Pagina 157 - Woe unto them that are mighty to drink wine, and men of strength to mingle strong drink: Which justify the wicked for reward, and take away the righteousness of the righteous from him!
Pagina 241 - If I had lived to smile but on the birth Of one dear pledge. But shall there then be none, In future times — no gentle little one To clasp thy neck, and look, resembling me ? Yet seems it, even while life's last pulses run, A sweetness in the cup of death to be, Lord of my bosom's love ! to die beholding thee...
Pagina 157 - ... good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for darkness; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter!
Pagina 87 - Seized on her sinless soul ? Must then that peerless form Which love and admiration cannot view Without a beating heart, those azure veins Which steal like streams along a field of snow, That lovely outline, which is fair As breathing marble, perish...