Friend and lover, Volume 1

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Hurst and Blackett, 1880
 

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Page 243 - DEEP on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon : My breath to heaven like vapour goes : May my soul follow soon ! The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord : Make Thou my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year That in my bosom lies. As these white robes are...
Page 237 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye ! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me ! I TRAVELLED among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea ; Nor.
Page 276 - He was full of joke and jest, But all his merry quips are o'er. To see him die, across the waste His son and heir doth ride post-haste, But he'll be dead before.
Page 243 - As these white robes are soiled and dark, To yonder shining ground; As this pale taper's earthly spark, To yonder argent round; So shows my soul before the Lamb, My spirit before Thee; So in mine earthly house I am, To that I hope to be. Break up the heavens, O Lord ! and far, Thro' all yon starlight keen, Draw me, thy bride, a glittering star, In raiment white and clean.
Page 160 - Our sorrows still remain. But there they live in such delight, Such pleasure and such play, As that to them a thousand years Doth seem as yesterday.
Page 289 - MAIDEN ! with the meek, brown eyes, In whose orbs a shadow lies Like the dusk in evening skies ! Thou whose locks outshine the sun, Golden tresses, wreathed in one, As the braided streamlets run ! Standing, with reluctant feet, Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood and childhood fleet...
Page 159 - Quite through the streets, with silver sound, The flood of Life doth flow ; Upon whose banks on every side The wood of Life doth grow. There trees for evermore bear fruit, And evermore do spring ; There evermore the angels sit, And evermore do sing.
Page 227 - The moon looks On many brooks, The brook can see no moon but this ; " * And thus, I thought, our fortunes run, For many a lover looks to thee, While oh ! I feel there is but one, One Mary in the world for me.
Page 56 - ... young brow was knitted in an infantine distress. Then the grim Commander, pacing where the brazen cannon are, Comforted the maid with proverbs, wisdom gathered from afar ; Bits of ancient observation by his fathers garnered, each As a pebble worn and polished in the current of his speech: " 'Those who wait the coming rider travel twice as far as he;' ' Tired wench and coming butter never did in time agree ; ' " ' He that getteth himself honey, though a clown, he shall have flies ; ' ' In the...
Page 81 - That half sleep, half strife (Strange sleep, strange strife !) that men call ' living,' " was not given us only to sit and moan in.

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