Dramatis PersonœTicknor and Fields, 1864 - 262 страница |
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... lost now ; well , you must bear , Abide and grow fit for a better day : You should hardly grudge , could I be your judge ! But hush ! For you , can be no despair : There's amends : ' t is a secret : hope and pray ! 14 . For I was true ...
... lost now ; well , you must bear , Abide and grow fit for a better day : You should hardly grudge , could I be your judge ! But hush ! For you , can be no despair : There's amends : ' t is a secret : hope and pray ! 14 . For I was true ...
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... lost , love's proof to show ! But I cannot show it ; you cannot speak From the churchyard neither , miles removed , Though I feel by a pulse within my cheek , Which stabs and stops , that the woman I loved Needs help in her grave and ...
... lost , love's proof to show ! But I cannot show it ; you cannot speak From the churchyard neither , miles removed , Though I feel by a pulse within my cheek , Which stabs and stops , that the woman I loved Needs help in her grave and ...
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... lost good ! What was , shall live as before ; The evil is null , is naught , is silence implying sound ; What was good , shall be good , with , for evil , so much good more ; On the earth the broken arcs ; in the heaven , a perfect ...
... lost good ! What was , shall live as before ; The evil is null , is naught , is silence implying sound ; What was good , shall be good , with , for evil , so much good more ; On the earth the broken arcs ; in the heaven , a perfect ...
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... ago . Yet I myself remain ; I feel myself : And there is nothing lost . Let be , awhile ! ” [ This is the doctrine he was wont to teach , How divers persons witness in each man , Three souls 106 A DEATH IN THE DESERT .
... ago . Yet I myself remain ; I feel myself : And there is nothing lost . Let be , awhile ! ” [ This is the doctrine he was wont to teach , How divers persons witness in each man , Three souls 106 A DEATH IN THE DESERT .
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... lost , I know not of his trace ; The Bactrian was but a wild , childish man , And could not write nor speak , but only loved : So , lest the memory of this go quite , Seeing that I to - morrow fight the beasts , I tell the same to ...
... lost , I know not of his trace ; The Bactrian was but a wild , childish man , And could not write nor speak , but only loved : So , lest the memory of this go quite , Seeing that I to - morrow fight the beasts , I tell the same to ...
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ABT VOGLER awhile Bactrian beast believe brain breath brute CALIBAN UPON SETEBOS Cerinthus cheat cheek Christ clay dead death Don't fear doubt earth eyes face fact fancy fear feel fingers fire flesh fool gain ghost give gold grow hair hand HARVARD COLLEGE hate hath head hear heard heart Heaven hopes and fears Judge kiss laugh life's lips live look Louis-d'or man's mind mouth NATURAL THEOLOGY naught never nosegay o'er once pain play Pornic praise prove raps ROBERT BROWNING round Saint Paul sainted Setebos sigh Sludge smile soul speak spirit stars stop strange day suppose sure tell thee There's things thou thought to-day touch tricks truth turn twixt Valens watch what's whole wonder word worth Xanthus youth
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Страница 162 - And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements...
Страница 84 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is naught, is silence implying sound; What was good, shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.
Страница 83 - But here is the finger of God, a flash of the will that can, . Existent behind all laws, that made them and, lo, they are? And I know not if, save in this, such gift be allowed to man, That out of three sounds he frame, not a fourth sound, but a star.
Страница 97 - Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies that broke through language and escaped; All I could never be, All, men ignored in me, This, I was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped.
Страница 96 - Not on the vulgar mass Called " work," must sentence pass, Things done, that took the eye and had the price; O'er which, from level stand, The low world laid its hand, Found straightway to its mind, could value in a trice...
Страница 89 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Страница 85 - Sorrow is hard to bear, and doubt is slow to clear, Each sufferer says his say, his scheme of the weal and woe: But God has a few of us whom he whispers in the ear; The rest may reason and welcome; 'tis we musicians know.
Страница 91 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go! Be our joys three parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Страница 91 - For thence— a paradox Which comforts while it mocks— Shall life succeed in that it seems to fail: What I aspired to be, And was not, comforts me; A brute I might have been, but would not sink i
Страница 93 - Spite of this flesh to-day I strove, made head, gained ground upon the whole!" As the bird wings and sings, Let us cry, "All good things Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!