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Sida 65 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone : Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare ; Bold lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal, — yet, do not grieve ; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, Forever wilt thou love, and she be fair...
Sida 182 - Arise, and go down to the potter's house, and there I will cause thee to hear my words." Then I went down to the potter's house, and, behold, he wrought a work on the wheels. And the vessel that he made of clay was marred in the hand of the potter: so he made it again another vessel, as it seemed good to the potter to make it.
Sida 65 - O attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, Beauty is truth, truth beauty,— that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Sida 186 - So doth the potter sitting at his work, And turning the wheel about with his feet, Who is always carefully set at his work, And maketh all his work by number; He fashioneth the clay with his arm, And boweth down his strength before his feet; He applieth himself to lead it over; And he is diligent to make clean the furnace : All these trust to their hands: And every one is wise in his work.
Sida 64 - What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape Of deities or mortals, or of both, In Tempe or the dales of Arcady? What men or gods are these? What maidens loth ? What mad pursuit ? What struggle to escape ? What pipes and timbrels ? What wild ecstasy...
Sida 52 - Beneath this stone lies Catherine Gray. " Chang'd to a lifeless lump of clay : " By earth and clay she got her pelf, " But now, she's chang'd to earth herself. ' Ye weeping friends let me advise, " Abate your grief and dry your eyes. " For what avails a flood of tears, " Who knows, but in a run of years. " In some tall pitcher or broad pan, " She in her shop may be again.
Sida 58 - Gnomes, as you now dissect, with hammers fine, The granite rock, the noduled flint calcine ; Grind with strong arm the circling Chertz betwixt, Your pure ka — o — lins and Pe — tunt — ses mixt.
Sida 51 - s near ? a China jar. China's the passion of her soul ; A cup, a plate, a dish, a bowl, Can kindle wishes in her breast, Inflame with joy, or break her rest. Some gems collect ; some medals prize, And view the rust with lovers...
Sida 181 - And they said, Go to, let us build us a city, and a tower, whose top may reach unto heaven ; and let us make us a name, lest we be scattered abroad upon the face of the whole earth.
Sida 106 - Girl to name the day, the blissfull day ! when she will reward all my faithfull services ... in three words we are to be married on Wednesday next — On that auspicious day, think it no sin to wash your philosophic evening pipe, with a glass or two extraordinary, to hail your friend, and wish him good speed into the realms of Matrimony. Adieu my good friend, I am very busy to day, that no business may intrude on my pleasures for the rest of the week .... Can you write two letters of Congratulation...