Cross Purposes

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Harper & brothers, 1880 - 42 sidor
 

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Sida 185 - St Agnes' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith...
Sida 205 - The keener tempests rise : and fuming dun From all the livid east, or piercing north, Thick clouds ascend; in whose capacious womb A vapoury deluge lies, to snow congealed; Heavy they roll their fleecy world along, And the sky saddens with the gathered storm. Through the hushed air the whitening shower descends, At first thin wavering; till at last the flakes Fall broad, and wide, and fast, dimming the day With a continual flow.
Sida 230 - Like the vase, in which roses have once been distilled — You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will. But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
Sida 213 - To live within himself; she was his life, The ocean to the river of his thoughts, Which terminated all: upon a tone, A touch of hers, his blood would ebb and flow, And his cheek change tempestuously— his heart Unknowing of its cause of agony.
Sida 1 - There is no action of man in this life, that is not the beginning of so long a chain of consequences, as no human providence is high enough, to give a man a prospect to the end.
Sida 35 - It matters little at what hour o' the day The righteous fall asleep, death cannot come To him untimely who is fit to die : The less of this cold world, the more of heaven, The briefer life, the earlier immortality.
Sida 155 - Lucy," was ilka bird's sang, She heard the craw sayin' 't, high on the tree sittin', And Robin was chirpin' 't the brown leaves amang. O, what is 't that pits my puir heart in a flutter? And what gars the tears come sae fast to my e'e ; If I wasna ettled to be ony better, Then what gars me wish ony better to be ? I 'm just like a lammie that loses its mither, Nae mither or friends the puir lammie can see ; I fear I hae tist my puir heart a' the gither, Nae wonder the tear fa's sae fast frae my e'e....
Sida 242 - And both were young— yet not alike in youth. As the sweet moon on the horizon's verge, The maid was on the eve of womanhood; The boy had fewer summers, but his heart Had far outgrown his years, and to his eye There was but one beloved face on earth, And that was shining on him...
Sida 94 - The keen spirit Seizes the prompt occasion, makes the thought Start into instant action, and at once Plans and performs, resolves and executes ! PART II.
Sida 249 - O zarte Sehnsucht, süßes Hoffen, Der ersten Liebe goldne Zeit! Das Auge sieht den Himmel offen, Es schwelgt das Herz in Seligkeit. O daß sie ewig grünen bliebe, Die schöne Zeit der jungen Liebe! Wie sich schon die Pfeifen bräunen! Dieses Stäbchen tauch ich ein, Sehn wir's überglast erscheinen, Wird's zum Gusse zeitig sein.

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