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Strona 286 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay. I saw her upon nearer view, A Spirit, yet a Woman too! Her household motions light and...
Strona 106 - Alas! what boots it with uncessant care To tend the homely, slighted, shepherd's trade And strictly meditate the thankless Muse ? Were it not better done, as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair?
Strona 128 - I, alas! Have lived but on this earth a few sad years And so my lot was ordered, that a father First turned the moments of awakening life To drops, each poisoning youth's sweet hope; and then Stabbed with one blow my everlasting soul; And my untainted fame; and even that peace Which sleeps within the core of the heart's heart; But the wound was not mortal; so my hate...
Strona 199 - IT is the soul that sees; the outward eyes Present the object, but the mind descries; And thence delight, disgust, or cool indiffrence rise: When minds are joyful, then we look around, And what is seen is all on fairy ground; Again they sicken, and on every view Cast their own dull and melancholy hue; Or, if...
Strona 305 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
Strona 143 - ... eye Some observation, some acuteness spy; The friendly thought it keen, the treacherous deem'd it sly; Yet not a crime could foe or friend detect, His actions all were, like his speech, correct...
Strona 135 - ... one side with its lights and lamps ; the whitened fields beyond, with the moon and the stars above ; and above she raised her streaming eyes, and she thought that God the Protector smiled upon her from the face of the sweet skies. So, after a pause and a silent prayer, she rose and resumed her way. When she was wearied, she crept into a shed in a farmyard, and slept, for the first time for weeks, the calm sleep of security and hope. CHAPTER III. How like a prodigal doth she return, With over-weathered...
Strona vii - ... weaknesses derived from humanity, with the strength that we inherit from the soul ; not often obstinate in error, more often irresolute in virtue; sometimes too aspiring, sometimes too despondent; influenced by the circumstances to which he yet struggles to- be superior, and changing in character with the changes of time and fate...
Strona 102 - When coarser souls are wrapped in sleep Sweet spirit, meet me then. There is an hour when holy dreams Through slumber fairest glide, And in that mystic hour it seems Thou shouldst be by my side. The thoughts of thee too sacred are For daylight's common beam ; I can but know thee as my star, My angel and my dream...
Strona 231 - Can it be That these fine impulses, these lofty thoughts Burning with their own beauty, are but given To make me the low slave of vanity ? " Erinna. " Is she not too fair Even to think of maiden's sweetest care ? The mouth and brow are contrasts.
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| Tytuł | Ernest Maltravers Tom 18 z Collection of British and American authors Tom 18 z Collection of British authors Tom 18 z Collection of British authors: Tauchnitz edition Tom 18 z Tauchnitz edition |
| Autor | Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton |
| Wydawca | Routledge, 1842 |
| W formie oryginalnej | Biblioteka Publiczna w Nowym Jorku |
| W formie cyfrowej | 9 Sty 2007 |
| Liczba stron | 388 |
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