Jane Hardy; Or, The Withered Heart

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Knight, 1857 - Marriage - 318 pages
 

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Page 242 - They sin who tell us love can die, With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In heaven ambition cannot dwell, Nor avarice in the vaults of hell ; Earthly these passions of the earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From heaven it came, to heaven returneth...
Page 205 - Till the air is dark with pinions. So disasters come not singly ; But as if they watched and waited, Scanning one another's motions, When the first descends, the others Follow, follow, gathering flock-wise Round their victim, sick and wounded, First a shadow, then a sorrow, Till the air is dark with anguish.
Page 264 - ... cold, no smiling courtiers tread ; one silent woman stands, lifting with meagre hands, a dying head. No mingling voices sound — an infant wail alone; a sob suppressed — again that short deep gasp, and then the parting groan...
Page 73 - Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.
Page 13 - Laboured of thee in faith and hope, shall teem With heavenly harvests and rich gatherings, rife. Haply no more, music and mirth and love, And glorious things of old and younger art, Shall of thy days make one perpetual feast : But when these bright companions all depart^ Lay there thy head upon the ample breast Of Hope, — and thou shalt hear the angels sing above.
Page 100 - They sat them down to weep ; nor only tears Rain'd at their eyes, but high winds worse within Began to rise, high passions, anger, hate, Mistrust, suspicion, discord, and shook sore Their inward state of mind, calm region once, And full of peace, now tost and turbulent...
Page 100 - She first his weak indulgence will accuse." Thus they in mutual accusation spent The fruitless hours, but neither self-condemning ; And of their vain contest appeared no end.
Page 116 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Page 59 - Love will not be constrain'd by mastery. When mastery cometh, the God of Love, anon Beateth his wings, and, farewell ! he is gone.
Page 13 - O'er joys that God hath for a season lent, Perchance to try thy spirit, and its bent, Effeminate soul and base- — weakly to mourn. There lies no desert in the land of life, For e'en that tract that barrenest doth seem, Laboured of thee in faith and hope, shall teem With heavenly harvests and rich gatherings, rife.

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