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... voice , his gesture , and his blooming grace , In all but birth and state resembling thee , Then unmolested had we lived , and free ! With sighs I still recall the fatal day , When no pretext could gain a longer stay . The loving Queen ...
... voice , his gesture , and his blooming grace , In all but birth and state resembling thee , Then unmolested had we lived , and free ! With sighs I still recall the fatal day , When no pretext could gain a longer stay . The loving Queen ...
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... voice , his gesture , and his blooming grace , In all but birth and state resembling thee , Then unmolested had we lived , and free ! With sighs I still recall the fatal day , When no pretext could gain a longer stay . The loving Queen ...
... voice , his gesture , and his blooming grace , In all but birth and state resembling thee , Then unmolested had we lived , and free ! With sighs I still recall the fatal day , When no pretext could gain a longer stay . The loving Queen ...
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... voice is like the summer - winds that sigh , Ör like soft music that at evening steals Along the breezeless air . Yea , there is nought In the created world to equal thee ; Treasures there are within the boundless sea , And the rich ...
... voice is like the summer - winds that sigh , Ör like soft music that at evening steals Along the breezeless air . Yea , there is nought In the created world to equal thee ; Treasures there are within the boundless sea , And the rich ...
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... voice and call Antoine , I cannot speak louder than a whisper . " 66 Silly , silly creature ! " cried the queen , pressing her friend to her bosom , 66 my tales have terrified you . Depend on it , it is Antoine who has put up his bugle ...
... voice and call Antoine , I cannot speak louder than a whisper . " 66 Silly , silly creature ! " cried the queen , pressing her friend to her bosom , 66 my tales have terrified you . Depend on it , it is Antoine who has put up his bugle ...
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... voice of the queen , which the stranger no doubt noticed . " Madam ! " he said , " fear not , I am not here to harm you . Heaven forbid that I should cause one instant's alarm to that queen at whose bidding I would plunge into yon lake ...
... voice of the queen , which the stranger no doubt noticed . " Madam ! " he said , " fear not , I am not here to harm you . Heaven forbid that I should cause one instant's alarm to that queen at whose bidding I would plunge into yon lake ...
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Page 307 - Going to the Wars TELL me not, Sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast, and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True; a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such, As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Page 307 - WHEN I survey the bright Celestial sphere, So rich with jewels hung, that night Doth like an Ethiop bride appear...
Page 433 - O gentle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down. And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Page 307 - I'll never love thee more. Like Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne : He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, That dares not put it to the touch To win or lose it all.
Page 24 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Page 309 - 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.
Page 347 - Mind, mind alone, (bear witness, Earth and Heaven !) The living fountains in itself contains Of beauteous and sublime : here, hand in hand, Sit paramount the Graces ; here enthroned, Celestial Venus, with divinest airs, Invites the soul to never-fading joy.
Page 334 - By beauty, I mean that quality, or those qualities in bodies, by which they cause love, or some passion similar to it.
Page 390 - Hints to Mothers, for the Management of their Health during the Period of Pregnancy and in the Lying-in Room: With an Exposure of Popular Errors in connexion with those subjects, &c.
Page 334 - ... in objects of the same description. On the other hand, if all 'beauty consist in reminding us of certain natural sympathies, and objects of emotion, with which they have been habitually connected, it is easy to perceive how the most different forms should be felt to be equally beautiful.