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Página 230 - All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair — The bees are stirring — birds are on the wing — And Winter slumbering in the open air, Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring! And I the while, the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.
Página 191 - Here's a health to them that's awa, Here's a health to them that's awa, Here's a health to Charlie the chief o' the clan, Altho' that his band be sma'. May liberty meet wi...
Página 304 - That with her heavenly nature doth agree ; She cannot rest, she cannot fix her thought, She cannot in this world contented be. For who did ever yet in honour, wealth, Or pleasure of the sense, contentment find ? Who ever...
Página 230 - ... Yet well I ken the banks where Amaranths blow, Have traced the fount whence streams of nectar flow. Bloom, O ye Amaranths ! bloom for whom ye may, For me ye bloom not ! Glide, rich streams, away ! With lips unbrightened, wreathless brow, I stroll : And would you learn the spells that drowse my soul ? WORK WITHOUT HOPE draws nectar in a sieve, And HOPE without an object cannot live.
Página 267 - Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour ? What though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame ? Earth's highest station ends in, " Here he lies," And " Dust to dust
Página 37 - Hatfield, or mistress of Knowsley, it was always the same thing. I remember that at one of her Foreign Office parties she presented me to Alexander II. I should think they were about the saddest hearts in all that brilliant gathering. Yet I suppose she is the person described in Faber's lines : " She is bright and young, and her glory comes Of an ancient ancestry, And I love, for her beauty's sake, to gaze On the light of her full dark eye. " She is gentle and still, and her voice is as low As the...
Página 205 - Then let the trial come ! and witness thou, If terror be upon me ; if I shrink To meet the storm, or falter in my strength When hardest it besets me.
Página 213 - I have not loved the world, nor the world me, — But let us part fair foes; I do believe, Though I have found them not, that there may be Words which are things, hopes which will not deceive, And virtues which are merciful, nor weave Snares for the failing; I would also deem O'er others...
Página 19 - Commas and points they set exactly right, And 'twere a sin to rob them of their mite.
Página 210 - For never can true reconcilement grow Where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep...

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