Constancy, and Contrition, Volumen 1

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R. Bentley, 1844

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Página 193 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress...
Página 190 - O Lady! we receive but what we give And in our life alone does Nature live: Ours is her wedding garment, ours her shroud! And would we aught behold of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice, of its own birth, Of all sweet sounds the life and element!
Página 190 - O Lady ! we receive but what we give, And in our life alone does Nature live; Ours is her wedding-garment, ours her shroud ! And would we aught behold, of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah ! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth...
Página 203 - No strength of man or fiercest wild beast could withstand ; Who tore the lion, as the lion tears the kid; Ran on embattled armies clad in iron, And, weaponless himself, Made arms ridiculous...
Página 118 - And well it is for us our GOD should feel Alone our secret throbbings : so our prayer May readier spring to Heaven, nor spend its zeal On cloud-born idols of this lower air.
Página 191 - Joy, Lady! is the spirit and the power, Which wedding Nature to us gives in dower A new Earth and new Heaven, Undreamt of by the sensual and the proud Joy is the sweet voice, Joy the luminous cloud We in ourselves rejoice! And thence flows all that charms or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light.
Página 193 - Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon; Yes, but for these, and these alone, Some' moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power; So fair, so calm, so softly sealed, The first, last look by death revealed ! Such is the aspect of this shore ; Tis Greece, but living Greece no more!
Página 208 - Sì che ogni parte ad ogni parte splende. Distribuendo ugualmente la luce: Similemente agli splendor mondani Ordinò general ministra e duce, Che permutasse a tempo li ben vani, Di gente in gente e d'uno in altro sangue, Oltre la difension de...
Página 208 - Quest'è colei, ch' è tanto posta in croce Pur da color, che le dovrian dar lode, Dandole biasmo a torto, e mala voce. Ma ella s'è beata, e ciò non ode: Con l'altre prime creature lieta Volve sua spera, e beata si gode. Or discendiamo omai a maggior pieta : Già ogni stella cade, che saliva Quando mi mossi ; e 'l troppo star si vieta.
Página 244 - IT is not that I love you less Than when before your feet I lay ; But to prevent the sad increase Of hopeless love, I keep away. In vain, alas ! for every thing, Which I have known belong to you, Your form does to my fancy bring, And makes my old wounds bleed anew.

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