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Página 168 - On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
Página 134 - Ah no, sweet soul. I know your words are true. I know that what we all want is inward rest; rest of heart and brain ; the calm, strong, self-contained, self-denying character ; which needs no stimulants, for it has no fits of depression ; which needs no narcotics, for it has no fits of excitement; which needs no ascetic restraints, for it is strong enough to use God's gifts without abusing them ; the character, in a word, which is truly temperate, not in drink or food merely, but in all desires,...
Página 55 - O that I had wings like a dove ! For then would I fly away, and be at rest.
Página 221 - His honour rooted in dishonour stood, And faith unfaithful kept him falsely true.
Página 175 - Flower-crowned and singing;' yet have we Passed our to-day upon the sea, Or in a poisonous unknown land, With fear and death on either hand, And listless when the day was done Have scarcely hoped to see the sun Dawn...
Página 145 - Emerged at length, no trace hath she Of that dark hour of destiny, Still silvery sweet — Persephone. The greater world may near the less, And draw it through her weltering shade. But not one biding trace impress Of all the darkness that she made ; The greater soul that draweth thee Hath left his shadow plain to see On thy fair face, Persephone ! Demeter sighs, but sure...
Página 211 - I never said goodbye, and I will stop this. A scrap from the German of Burger, which I came across to-day, shall be copied here. " Be calm, my child, forget thy woe, And think of God and heaven ; Christ thy Redeemer hath to thee Himself for comfort given. '*O mother, mother, what is Heaven ? O mother, what is Hell ? To be with Wilhelm — that's my heaven; Without him — that's my hell."* February ^th.
Página 170 - There 15 were need of some poet like Homer to celebrate the delicacy and tenderness of Love. For Homer says that the Goddess Calamity is delicate and that her feet are tender: - 'Her feet are soft,' he says, 'for she treads not on the ground, but makes her path upon the heads of men.
Página 124 - What's this thought, Shapeless and shadowy, that keeps wheeling round, Like a dumb creature that sees coming danger, And breaks its heart trying in vain to speak? I know the moment: 'tis a dreadful one, Which in the life of every one comes once ; When, for the frighted hesitating soul, High heaven and luring sin with promises Bid and contend: oft the faltering spirit, O'ercome by the fair fascinating fiend, Gives her eternal heritage of life For one caress...