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Strona 71 - Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe...
Strona 209 - God gives us love. Something to love He lends us; but, when love is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone.
Strona 157 - Do anything but love; or, if thou lovest, And art a woman, hide thy love from him Whom thou dost worship: never let him know How dear he is; flit like a bird before him; Lead him from tree to tree, from flower to flower; But be not won; or thou wilt, like that bird, When caught and caged, be left to pine neglected, And perish in forgetfulness.
Strona 266 - God keeps a niche In Heaven to hold our idols ; and albeit He brake them to our faces and denied That our close kisses should impair their white, I know we shall behold them raised, complete, The dust swept from their beauty, — glorified New Memnons singing in the great God-light.
Strona 161 - The happiness of life, on the contrary, is made up of minute fractions — the little, soon-forgotten charities of a kiss, a smile, a kind look, a heartfelt compliment in the disguise of playful raillery, and the countless other infinitesimals of pleasurable thought and genial feeling. Kath. Well, Sir ; you have said quite enough to make me despair of finding a "John Anderson, my Jo, John," with whom to totter down the hill of life.
Strona 13 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven. And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.
Strona 225 - Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Strona 163 - Or in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear ! HIP.