Routledge's wedding-day book [selections from Engl. poetry] by C.A.M. BurdettGeorge Routledge and Sons, 1880 - 288 pages |
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... breath and life and light . January 26 . Prior . Shelley . Time from her form hath ta'en away but little of its grace , His touch of thought hath dignified the beauty of her face ; Yet she might mingle in the dance where maidens gaily ...
... breath and life and light . January 26 . Prior . Shelley . Time from her form hath ta'en away but little of its grace , His touch of thought hath dignified the beauty of her face ; Yet she might mingle in the dance where maidens gaily ...
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... health , beauty , honour , A love that makes breath poor and speech unable— Beyond all manner of such I love you . Shakespeare ( King Lear ) . Love is a sweet idolatry , enslaving All the soul . Tupper . April 29 . April 30 . 94 April 28 .
... health , beauty , honour , A love that makes breath poor and speech unable— Beyond all manner of such I love you . Shakespeare ( King Lear ) . Love is a sweet idolatry , enslaving All the soul . Tupper . April 29 . April 30 . 94 April 28 .
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... breath To bless your fate - and curse the gnats . Hood . Does she love me ? I ask you . Not a whit . Robert Browning . May 14 . Alas ! how light a cause may move ; Dissension between hearts that love- Hearts that the world in vain had ...
... breath To bless your fate - and curse the gnats . Hood . Does she love me ? I ask you . Not a whit . Robert Browning . May 14 . Alas ! how light a cause may move ; Dissension between hearts that love- Hearts that the world in vain had ...
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... breath . May 26 . As for pudding is the pan , As to cool us is the fan , So man's for woman made , And woman's made for man . Shakespeare ( Coriolanus ) . Motteaux . I remember , I remember , the parlour where we met , Its papered walls ...
... breath . May 26 . As for pudding is the pan , As to cool us is the fan , So man's for woman made , And woman's made for man . Shakespeare ( Coriolanus ) . Motteaux . I remember , I remember , the parlour where we met , Its papered walls ...
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... breathing from her face , The heart whose softness harmonised the whole , And , oh ! that eye was in itself a soul ! Faint heart ne'er won fair lady . July 12 . Byron . Will King . He was a scholar , and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding ...
... breathing from her face , The heart whose softness harmonised the whole , And , oh ! that eye was in itself a soul ! Faint heart ne'er won fair lady . July 12 . Byron . Will King . He was a scholar , and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding ...
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Anonymous aught August beauty bless bliss Bowring breath bright Byron charm comes Cowper dear December delight dost doth Dream E. B. Browning earth eyes face fair faith February feel fire flower Garrick gentle Gentlemen of Verona give grace half hand happy hath hear heart heaven husband January John July June kind King kiss Lady leaves light live Longfellow The Spanish look lord Lost love thee Love's March married meet mind Moore morning ne'er never night November obey October 23 October 24 once pleasing pleasure Pope Proverb rose round ruled Scotch Song September Shakespeare Shelley shine smile soft soul Spanish Student Spenser stars steals sweet tell tender thee There's thine thing Thomas thou art thought thro tongue trans true truth turn wife woman women worth wound Young youth
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Page 236 - What years, i' faith? Vio. About your years, my lord. DUKE. Too old, by heaven : let still the woman take An elder than herself : so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart...
Page 208 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such, a woman oweth to her husband...
Page 168 - Romeo, and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish Sun.
Page 168 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Page 144 - From his cradle He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
Page 104 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind ; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind...
Page 142 - No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close ; As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose.
Page 205 - O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses: But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade; Die to themselves.
Page 144 - Tis sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark Bay deep-mouthed welcome as we draw near home; Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark Our coming, and look brighter when we come...
Page 88 - Sir, I love you more than words can wield the matter, Dearer than eye-sight, space and liberty, Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare...