Kottabos: College Miscellany, Հատոր 3,Թողարկում 1W. McGee, 1877 |
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Արդյունքներ 41–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... smile of the hunter , and a touch of his beardless lip ; But never on dame or damsel had his falcon glance made stay , And he turn'd from the love - sick Aegle , and toss'd her gifts away . For where was so soft a bower , or where so ...
... smile of the hunter , and a touch of his beardless lip ; But never on dame or damsel had his falcon glance made stay , And he turn'd from the love - sick Aegle , and toss'd her gifts away . For where was so soft a bower , or where so ...
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... smiles of Aegle or sheen of her rippling hair , Were the heads of his great hounds fawning , or snuffing the morning air ; And to tread by the precipices that down from his feet shore clean ; And to mark where the dappled leopard was ...
... smiles of Aegle or sheen of her rippling hair , Were the heads of his great hounds fawning , or snuffing the morning air ; And to tread by the precipices that down from his feet shore clean ; And to mark where the dappled leopard was ...
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... smiling , lightly borne as with wings , Yet , indeed , like a panther stretching , and swift as a pard that springs . She flies like a cloud of summer , all nakedly bright from the wood , And with round lovely arms high - tossing ...
... smiling , lightly borne as with wings , Yet , indeed , like a panther stretching , and swift as a pard that springs . She flies like a cloud of summer , all nakedly bright from the wood , And with round lovely arms high - tossing ...
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... smiles , the tears , of boyhood's years ; The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone , now dimm'd and gone ; The cheerful hearts now broken . When I remember all The friends , so link'd together , I've seen around me fall ...
... smiles , the tears , of boyhood's years ; The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone , now dimm'd and gone ; The cheerful hearts now broken . When I remember all The friends , so link'd together , I've seen around me fall ...
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... smiling . But I heed him not , Even as he heeds me not for whom I waste My love , as music on dead ears , or scent Of flowers on desert lands . Ah , me ! I'm weary Of this great passionate grief of hopeless love , And long to put it ...
... smiling . But I heed him not , Even as he heeds me not for whom I waste My love , as music on dead ears , or scent Of flowers on desert lands . Ah , me ! I'm weary Of this great passionate grief of hopeless love , And long to put it ...
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Էջ 232 - AND after these things I saw four angels standing on the four corners of the earth, holding the four winds of the earth, that the wind should not blow on the earth, nor on the sea, nor on any tree.
Էջ 282 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air : And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve ; And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Էջ 230 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way With blossom'd furze, unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school : A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Էջ 224 - Howe'er it be, it seems to me, 'Tis only noble to be good. Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
Էջ 106 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ;' Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Էջ 12 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes...
Էջ 230 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
Էջ 184 - Under the opening eye-lids of the Morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
Էջ 316 - Such the bard's prophetic words, Pregnant with celestial fire, Bending as he swept the chords Of his sweet but awful lyre. She, with all a monarch's pride, Felt them in her bosom glow : Rush'd to battle, fought, and died ; Dying, hurl'd them at the foe.
Էջ 251 - But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of?