The Gift Book of GemsDavid Bugbee & Company, 1856 - 312 sidor |
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Sida 38
... sweet old story tells ; And , seated by the marble tank Which sleeps by Ilium's ruins old , ( The fount where peerless Helen drank , And Venus laved her locks of gold , ) ( b ) I thrill'd such classic haunts to see , Yet even here I ...
... sweet old story tells ; And , seated by the marble tank Which sleeps by Ilium's ruins old , ( The fount where peerless Helen drank , And Venus laved her locks of gold , ) ( b ) I thrill'd such classic haunts to see , Yet even here I ...
Sida 43
... sweet , And speaks in the ripple low , Till the bait is gone from the crafty line , And the hook hangs bare below . He blurs the print of the scholar's book , And intrudes in the maiden's prayer , And profanes the cell of the holy man ...
... sweet , And speaks in the ripple low , Till the bait is gone from the crafty line , And the hook hangs bare below . He blurs the print of the scholar's book , And intrudes in the maiden's prayer , And profanes the cell of the holy man ...
Sida 46
... sweet child , And taunt its mother till my brain went wild ' All- I would do it all Sooner than die , like a dull worm , to rot- Thrust foully into earth to be forgot ! Oh heavens ! - but I appal Your heart , old man ! forgive - ha ! on ...
... sweet child , And taunt its mother till my brain went wild ' All- I would do it all Sooner than die , like a dull worm , to rot- Thrust foully into earth to be forgot ! Oh heavens ! - but I appal Your heart , old man ! forgive - ha ! on ...
Sida 48
... Sweet bird ! I would that I could be A hermit in the crowd like thee ! With wings to fly to wood and glen , Thy lot , like mine , is cast with men ; And daily , with unwilling feet , I tread , like thee , the crowded street ; But ...
... Sweet bird ! I would that I could be A hermit in the crowd like thee ! With wings to fly to wood and glen , Thy lot , like mine , is cast with men ; And daily , with unwilling feet , I tread , like thee , the crowded street ; But ...
Sida 54
... sweet awe of silence . Look on me With the bright stars of thy resplendent pole- And let me learn their teachings . I shall be A worshipper of Heaven . I shall dream Of the high land I long for . I shall see The stirring of the myriad ...
... sweet awe of silence . Look on me With the bright stars of thy resplendent pole- And let me learn their teachings . I shall be A worshipper of Heaven . I shall dream Of the high land I long for . I shall see The stirring of the myriad ...
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