The Bridal Bouquet Culled in the Garden of LiteratureHenry Southgate Lockwood, 1873 - 388 páginas |
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... pains and labours among men , The bitter things of thought and fear ; The bitter ends of hope ; and , near , Quite at one's side , yea , on one's heart , Yea , touching , with no more to part , The yearning hands or looks that meet ...
... pains and labours among men , The bitter things of thought and fear ; The bitter ends of hope ; and , near , Quite at one's side , yea , on one's heart , Yea , touching , with no more to part , The yearning hands or looks that meet ...
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... pains , Is by this charming moment wiped away . All bounteous gods ! sure never was a heart So full , so blest as mine . SECRET MEETING . Thomson . WE met in secret , in the depth of night , When there was none to watch us ; not an eye ...
... pains , Is by this charming moment wiped away . All bounteous gods ! sure never was a heart So full , so blest as mine . SECRET MEETING . Thomson . WE met in secret , in the depth of night , When there was none to watch us ; not an eye ...
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... pains are paid , And all I have to come more easy made . Dryden . THOUGHTS TOO DEEP FOR UTTERANCE . THROUGH my happy tears there look'd in mine A face as sweet as morning violets ; A face alight with love ineffable , The starry heart ...
... pains are paid , And all I have to come more easy made . Dryden . THOUGHTS TOO DEEP FOR UTTERANCE . THROUGH my happy tears there look'd in mine A face as sweet as morning violets ; A face alight with love ineffable , The starry heart ...
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... pain , That , inly thrilling , but exalts it more . Thomson . NE may love be compeld to maistery ; Fo soone as maistery comes , sweet love anon Taketh his nimble winges , and soone away is Spenser . gone . THE PRAYER OF EARTHLY LOVE ...
... pain , That , inly thrilling , but exalts it more . Thomson . NE may love be compeld to maistery ; Fo soone as maistery comes , sweet love anon Taketh his nimble winges , and soone away is Spenser . gone . THE PRAYER OF EARTHLY LOVE ...
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... pain , Cry , " Speak once more - thou lovest ! " Who can fear Too many stars , though each in heaven shall roll- Too many flowers , though each shall crown the year ? Say thou dost love me , love me , love me , — toll The silver ...
... pain , Cry , " Speak once more - thou lovest ! " Who can fear Too many stars , though each in heaven shall roll- Too many flowers , though each shall crown the year ? Say thou dost love me , love me , love me , — toll The silver ...
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angel Anon Arthur Hugh Clough Barry Cornwall beams beauty beauty's beloved bless blest bliss bloom blush bosom breast breath bright brow Charles Godfrey Leland charms cheek Coventry Patmore Dante Gabriel Rossetti dark dear delight divine dost doth dream earth Eliza Cook eyes face fair faith fear feel flame flowers fond gaze gentle Gerald Massey give glory golden grace hair hand happy hast hath heart heaven honour hope hour husband Jean Ingelow Jeremy Taylor kiss lady light lips live look Lord Lytton love thee love's lover marriage mind morning N. P. Willis ne'er never night o'er pain passion pleasure pure rose round seem'd shade Shakespeare shine sigh smile soft sorrow soul spirit spring stars sweet tears tell tender thine things Thomas Woolner thou art thought true truth unto virtue voice wife woman words young youth
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Página 3 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints...
Página 168 - Yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say, Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best.
Página 146 - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke : but farewell compliment ! Dost thou love me ? I know thou wilt say ' Ay,' And I will take thy word : yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false : at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
Página 188 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet ; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Página 11 - O happy love ! where love like this is found ! O heart-felt raptures ! bliss beyond compare ! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare: — "If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the ev'ning gale.
Página 115 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder; But, Oh!
Página 276 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee And for thy maintenance : commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land ; To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe ; And craves no other tribute at thy hands, But love, fair looks, and true obedience ; Too little payment for so great a debt.
Página 267 - Tis not to make me jealous To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dances well; Where virtue is, these are more virtuous. Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt; For she had eyes, and chose me.
Página 302 - WHO can find a virtuous woman ? for her price is far above rubies. The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil. She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life. She seeketh wool, and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands. She is like the merchants' ships ; she bringeth her food from afar.
Página 176 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.