Marvel

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J.B. Lippincott Company, 1888 - 354 pages
 

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Page 252 - I would I could adopt your will, See with your eyes, and set my heart Beating by yours, and drink my fill At your soul's springs — your part my part In life, for good and ill.
Page 328 - Just when I seemed about to learn! Where is the thread now? Off again! The old trick! Only I discern — Infinite passion and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn.
Page 77 - Love ?— I will tell thee what it is to love ! It is to build with human thoughts a shrine, Where Hope sits brooding like a beauteous dove ; Where time seems young, and life a thing divine. All tastes, all pleasures, all desires combine To consecrate this sanctuary of bliss. Above, the stars in shroudless beauty shine ; Around, the streams their flowery margins kiss ; And if there's heaven on earth, that heaven is surely this...
Page 108 - So every spirit, as it is most pure, And hath in it the more of heavenly light, So it the fairer body doth procure To habit in, and it more fairly dight, With cheerful grace and amiable sight For, of the soul, the body form doth take, For soul is form, and doth the body make.
Page 230 - While I am I, and you are you, So long as the world contains us both, Me the loving and you the loth, While the one eludes, must the other pursue. My life is a fault at last, I fear: It seems too much like a fate, indeed! Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed.
Page 287 - I shall go my ways, tread out my measure, Fill the days of my daily breath With fugitive things not good to treasure, Do as the world doth, say as it saith; But if we had loved each other — O sweet, Had you felt, lying under the palms of your feet, The heart of my heart, beating harder with pleasure To feel you tread it to dust and death...
Page 129 - Morn in the white wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by other drest with care Descended to the court that lay three parts In shadow, but the Muses' heads were touch'd Above the darkness from their native East.
Page 303 - But the trees all kept their counsel, And never a word said they, Only there sighed from the pine-tops A music of sea far away.
Page 73 - Who breathes, must suffer; and who thinks, must mourn; And he alone is bless'd, who ne'er was born.
Page 74 - Mr. Bainbridge made no immediate reply. He leaned back in his chair, put the tips of his fingers together with methodical precision, and took an exhaustive . survey of Wriothesley, who bore the studied inspection with the utmost indifference.

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