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Página 80 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre...
Página 275 - Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man ; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world ; She mental breadth, nor fail in childward care, Nor lose the childlike in the larger mind ; Till at the last she set herself to man, Like perfect music unto noble words...
Página 275 - Within her — let her make herself her own To give or keep, to live and learn and be All that not harms distinctive womanhood.
Página 179 - ... and by and by gilds the fringes of a cloud, and peeps over the eastern hills, thrusting out his golden horns, like those which decked the brows of Moses when he was forced to wear a veil because himself had seen the face of God ; and still while a man tells the story, the sun...
Página 108 - As ever an honest calling plied, Or graced an honest ditty ; For John had worked in his early day, In ' Pots and Pearls,' the legends say, And kept a shop with a rich array Of things in the soap and candle way, In the lower part of the city.
Página 173 - twould a saint provoke," (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke ;} " No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And — Betty — give this cheek a little red.
Página 107 - The very personification of Pride, As she minced along in Fashion's tide, Adown Broadway, — on the proper side, — When the golden sun was setting; There was pride in the head she carried so high, Pride in her lip and pride in her eye, And a world of pride in the very sigh That her stately bosom was fretting; A sigh that a pair of elegant feet, 10 Sandaled in satin, should kiss the street, — The very same that the vulgar greet In common leather not over "neat...
Página 163 - PIPING down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me: ' Pipe a song about a Lamb !' So I piped with merry cheer. ' Piper, pipe that song again;' So I piped : he wept to hear.