Violet; or, The danseuse [by M.D. Malet]. |
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Violet, Or the Danseuse: A Portraiture of Human Passions and ..., Količine 1–2 Marian Dora Lady Malet Predogled ni na voljo - 2018 |
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Stran 245 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue, Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours: Where are they? With the years beyond the Flood.
Stran 183 - Oh, Love! what is it in this world of ours Which makes it fatal to be loved? Ah why With cypress branches hast thou wreathed thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter a sigh? As those who dote on odours pluck the flowers, And place them on their breast — but place to die — Thus the frail beings we would fondly cherish Are laid within our bosoms but to perish.
Stran 296 - TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear.
Stran 52 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with age and dust ; Who in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust.
Stran 95 - Since, if my plaints serve not to approve The conquest of thy beauty, It comes not from defect of love, But from excess of duty. For, knowing that I sue to serve A saint of such perfection, As all desire, but none deserve, A place in her affection, I rather choose to want relief Than venture the revealing; Where glory recommends the grief, Despair distrusts the healing.
Stran 52 - Even such is Time, which takes in trust Our youth, our joys, and all we have, And pays us but with age and dust ; Who in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days : And from which earth, and grave, and dust, The Lord shall raise me up, I trust.
Stran 103 - Woe waits the insect and the maid; A life of pain, the loss of peace, From infant's play, and man's caprice: The lovely toy so fiercely sought...
Stran 162 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: Oh, no! it is an ever fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Stran 189 - IF THAT HIGH WORLD. IP that high world, which lies beyond Our own, surviving Love endears ; If there the cherish'd heart be fond, The eye the same, except in tears...
Stran 198 - ... heaven is in his presence; to exist by his remembrance, to listen for his very breath, because his breathing is more to your existence than your own; to worship his faults, to know them, and to love them with infatuation; to devote your whole nature, your aspirations, your hopes, your thoughts, your whole soul, — to...
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| Naslov | Violet; or, The danseuse [by M.D. Malet]. |
| Avtor | lady Marianne Dora Malet |
| Izdano | 1836 |
| Vir izvirnika | Univerza v Oxfordu |
| Pretvorjeno v digitalni zapis | 19 jan 2007 |
| Izvozi navedbo | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |