 | Catherine Grace F. Gore, Mrs. Gore (Catherine Grace Frances) - 1843 - 890 páginas
...li.i nt "I )!• . in. . 1 ...:.-.• i,: I j' t I'llII l-«. ' . -i| • J-., • -. CHAPTER VIII. Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands, Erery moment, lightly shaken, run itself in golden sands; Love took up the harp of life, and smote... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 252 páginas
...fearing they should do me wrong;" Saying, "Dost thou love me, cousin?" weeping, "I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; i Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 402 páginas
...should do me wrong ; " Saying, " Dost thou love me, cousin ? " weeping, " I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his...Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might ; Smote the chord of Self, that,... | |
 | Anna Atkins - 1852 - 912 páginas
...tingeing everything that concerned them with happiness ; and years, as they passed on, saw no diminution. "Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands, Ev'ry moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands; Love took up the harp of Life, and smote... | |
 | 1852 - 302 páginas
...him—Amy being the conjuror at whose bidding they came: " Love took np the glass of life, ud Inrn'd it in his glowing hands, Every moment lightly shaken ran itself in golden lands. Love took op the harp of life, and smote on all the chordt with might, Smote the chord of nelf,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1856 - 400 páginas
...should do me wrong ; " Saying, " Dost thou love me, cousin ? " weeping, " I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his...Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that,... | |
 | Mary Catherine Jackson - 1856 - 342 páginas
...myself amongst the flowers and fell to musing. CHAPTER III. " Love took up the glass of Time, and turned it in his glowing hands; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands." TENNYSON. THE soft light of a lamp fell upon a mass of flowers and shrubs, shedding over them a dream-like... | |
 | Conway Keith - 1859 - 346 páginas
...be propitious, Miss Villiers, and the two Mr. Villiers, said" Good bye," and departed. CHAPTER VIII. Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands, Every moment lightly shaken, saw itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all its chords with might,'... | |
 | Francis Meredith - 1860 - 306 páginas
...peerage) and ten thousand a year." CHAPTER III. WHEREIN THE EEADER GETS AN INKLING OF THINGS IN GENERAL. " Love took up the glass of time, and turn'd it in his...moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands." TENNYSON. THE course of events (which has hitherto lingered, as I am afraid my readers may some of... | |
 | Samuel Stillman Greene - 1860 - 276 páginas
...soft or loud ; and wave your tops, ye pines. — Milton. Love took up the glass of Time, and turned it in his glowing hands, Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. — Tennyson. Models for parsing pronouns. 4. Give the class, person, number, gender (when it can be... | |
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Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. 
