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Página 163 - But wherefore one's age be revealing ? Leave that to the Registry books. A man — is as old as he's feeling; A woman, as old as she looks; Don't eagles live longer than rooks ? Besides, in this festival season 'Tis fit that great truths should be told : ' Whom the gods love, die young' — for this reason, They cannot grow old.
Página 83 - When I first put it on it was awfully swell : I went to a picnic, met Lucy Lepel, Made a hole in the heart of that sweet little girl, And disjointed the nose of her lover, the Earl.
Página 122 - If by some arrangement dual I were Adams mixed with Whewell, Then some day I, as wooer, perhaps might come To so sweet an Artium Magistra.
Página 47 - NO ; I shall pass into the Morning Land As now from sleep into the life of morn ; Live the new life of the new world, unshorn Of the swift brain, the executing hand ; See the dense darkness suddenly withdrawn, As when Orion's sightless eyes discerned the dawn. I shall behold it ; I shall see the utter Glory of sunrise heretofore unseen, Freshening the woodland ways with brighter green, And calling into life all wings that flutter, All throats of music and all eyes of light, And driving o'er the verge...
Página 184 - COMING OF AGE. THE poet may tread earth sadly, Yet is he Dreamland's king, And the fays at his bidding gladly Visions of beauty bring ; But his joys will be rarer, finer, Away from this earthly stage, When he, who is now a minor, Comes of age. II. For him soft leaflets cluster Of violet, ivy, and vine ; For him leaps livelier lustre From purple depth of wine : Pauses the song of the Sirens, Closes the Sibyl's page, Till he, whom earth environs, Comes of age.
Página 47 - O virgin world ! O marvellous far days ! No more with dreams of grief doth love grow bitter, Nor trouble dim the lustre wont to glitter In happy eyes. Decay alone decays : A moment — death's dull sleep is o'er ; and we Drink the immortal morning air Earine.
Página 90 - Then the oars of Ithaca dip so Silently into the sea, That they wake not sad Calypso — * And the Hero wanders free : He breasts the ocean-furrows, At war with the words of Fate — And the blue tide's low susurrus Comes up to the Ivory Gate.
Página 167 - WILL there be snowfall on lofty Soracte After a summer so tranquil and torrid ? Whoso detests the east wind, as a fact he Thinks 'twill be horrid. But there are zephyrs more mild by the ocean, Every keen touch of the snowdrifts to lighten : If to be cosy and snug you've a notion — Winter in Brighton ! Politics nobody cares about ; spurn a Topic whereby all our happiness suffers. Dolts in the back streets of Brighton return a Couple of duffers. 47 48 WINTER Iff BRIGHTON. Fawcett and White in the...