 A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast, And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again : The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain, And what we mean we say, -and what we would we know...  The Psychoanalytic Review - Page 661917Full view - About this book
 | 1856 - 634 pages
...melancholy into all our day. 'Only — but this is rare — J . When a beloved hand is laid in our's, When jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafen'd ear Is by the tones of a loved voice caress'd, — A bolt is shot back somewhere in... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1855 - 270 pages
...airs, and floating echoes, and convey A melancholy into all our day. Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafen'd ear Is by the tones of a lov'd voice caress'd, — A bolt is shot back somewhere in... | |
 | University magazine - 1855 - 784 pages
...airs, and flouting echoes, and convey A melancholy into all our day. "Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafen 'd ear Is by the tones of a lov'd voice caress'd,— A bolt is shot back somewhere in... | |
 | 1855 - 784 pages
...airs, and floating echoes, and convey A melancholy into all our day. Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with...hours, Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When onr world-deafened car Is by the tones of a lov'd voice caress'd — • A bolt is shot back somewhere... | |
 | 1855 - 804 pages
...A melancholy into all our day. "Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in onrs, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafen'd ear Is by the tones of a lov'd voice caresg'd,— A bolt is shot back somewhere hi our... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1855 - 780 pages
...airs, and floating echoes, and convey A melancholy into all our day. Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush аЛ1 glare Of the interminable hours, (hir eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When onr world-deafened... | |
 | 1857 - 894 pages
...airs and floating echoes, and convey A melancholy into all our day. Only — but this is rare, — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with...eyes can in another's eyes read clear, • When our world-deafen'd ear Is by the tones of a loved voice caressed, — A bolt is shot back somewhere in... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1856 - 386 pages
...airs, and floating echoes, and convey A melancholy into all our day. Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafen'd ear Is by the tones of a lov'd voice caress' d, — A bolt is shot back somewhere in... | |
 | Friedrich Max Müller - 1857 - 192 pages
...Come airs, and floating echoes and convey A melancholy into all our day. Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world- deafen'd ear ls by the tones of a lov'd voice caress'd, — A bolt is shot back somewhere in... | |
 | Max Muller - 1858 - 226 pages
...airs, and floating echoes, and convey A melancholy into all our day. Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafen'd ear Is by the tones of a loved voice caress'd, — A bolt is shot back somewhere in... | |
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