Abbotsford Series of the Scottish Poets,George Eyre-Todd W. Hodge & Company, 1895 |
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Pasajes populares
Página 231 - He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch, To gain or lose it all.
Página 152 - I know that all beneath the moon decays, And what by mortals in this world is brought, In time's great periods shall return to nought ; That fairest states have fatal nights and days. I know that all the Muses...
Página 232 - I'll never love thee more. And in the empire of thine heart, Where I should solely be, If others do pretend a part, Or dare to vie with me, Or if committees thou erect, And go on such a score, I'll laugh and sing at thy neglect, And never love thee more.
Página 168 - And though it sometimes seem of its own might Like to an eye of gold to be fix'd there, And firm to hover in that empty height, That only is because it is so light — But in that pomp it doth not long appear ; For when 'tis most admired, in a thought, Because it erst was nought, it turns to nought.
Página 152 - Muse's heavenly lays, With toil of spright which are so dearly bought, As idle sounds, of few or none are sought, And that nought lighter is than airy praise; I know frail beauty like the purple flower, To which one morn oft birth and death affords; That love a jarring is of minds...
Página 154 - SLEEP, Silence' child ! sweet father of soft rest ! Prince, whose approach peace to all mortals brings, Indifferent host to shepherds and to kings, Sole comforter of minds with grief...
Página 154 - Thou spares, alas ! who cannot be thy guest. Since I am thine, O come, but with that face To inward light which thou art wont to show, With feigned solace ease a true-felt woe; Or if, deaf god, thou do deny that grace, Come as thou wilt, and what thou wilt bequeath, I long to kiss the image of my death.
Página 191 - Our hills about shall still this day resound ; Nay, that our love more to this day appear, Let us with it henceforth begin our year. To virgins, flowers ; to sunburnt earth, the rain ; To mariners, fair winds amidst the main ; Cool shades to pilgrims, which hot glances burn, Are not so pleasing as thy blest return.
Página 231 - I will reign and govern still, And always give the law, And have each subject at my will, And all to stand in...
Página 24 - I might have gone near to love thee, Had I not found the slightest prayer That lips could move, had power to move thee; But I can let thee now alone As worthy to be loved by none.