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Because I Love You: Poems of Love - Scholar's Choice Edition
Anna E. Mack
Sin vista previa disponible - 2015
Because I Love You: Poems of Love (Classic Reprint)
Anna E. Comp Mack
Sin vista previa disponible - 2018
angels beautiful Better blow blue breath brown cheek close comes dare dark dead dear death deep dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING ELLA WHEELER WILCOX eyes face fair faith fall fear feet flower forever GEORGE girl give gold gone grow hair hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven HENRY hold kiss knew land life's light lips live looked love thee love's lovers meet never night o'er once pain pass past pray rest rose round shadow shine side sigh sight silent sing skies smile soft song sorrow soul speak spring stand star strong summer sweet tears tell tender thine thing thou thought true truth turn voice wait walk wide wife wild wind wish
Página 148 - Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night.
Página 6 - 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. O, 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.
Página 95 - The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the Ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle.
Página 188 - Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play! Who hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own!
Página 135 - Where a multitude of men breathed joy and woe Long ago; Lust of glory pricked their hearts up, dread of shame Struck them tame; And that glory and that shame alike, the gold Bought and sold.
Página 169 - There, little girl, don't cry ! There, little girl, don't cry ! They have broken your slate, I know ; And the glad, wild ways Of your school-girl days Are things of the long ago ; But life and love will soon come by — There, little girl, don't cry...
Página 8 - Jenny sees the visit's no ill ta'en ; The father cracks of horses, pleughs, and kye. The youngster's artless heart o'erflows wi...
Página 154 - O days and hours, your work is this, To hold me from my proper place, A little while from his embrace, For fuller gain of after bliss; That out of distance might ensue Desire of nearness doubly sweet, And unto meeting, when we meet, Delight a hundredfold accrue...
Página 136 - While the patching houseleek's head of blossom winks Through the chinks — Marks the basement whence a tower in ancient time Sprang sublime, And a burning ring, all round, the chariots traced As they raced, And the monarch and his minions and his dames Viewed the games.