A very woman, Volumen3

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Página 153 - The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving? The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, And so my patent back again is swerving. Thyself thou...
Página 226 - AND on her lover's arm she leant, And round her waist she felt it fold, And far across the hills they went In that new world which is the old...
Página 253 - The mountain wooded to the peak, the lawns And winding glades high up like ways to Heaven, The slender coco's drooping crown of plumes, The lightning flash of insect and of bird, The lustre of the long convolvuluses That...
Página 125 - What flowers grow in my field wherewith to dress thee ? My good reverts to ill ; My calmnesses would move thee, My softnesses would prick thee, My bindings up would break thee, My crownings, curse and kill. Alas, I can but love thee ! May GOD bless thee my beloved, — may GOD bless thee.
Página 67 - The hour which might have been yet might not be, Which man's and woman's heart conceived and bore Yet whereof life was barren, — on what shore Bides it the breaking of Time's weary sea ? Bondchild of all consummate joys set free, It somewhere sighs and serves, and mute before The house of Love, hears through the echoing door His hours elect in choral consonancy. But lo! what wedded souls now hand in hand Together tread at last the immortal strand...
Página 28 - AT Paris it was, at the opera there ; And she looked like a queen in a book that night, With the wreath of pearl in her raven hair, And the brooch on her breast so bright. Of all the operas that Verdi wrote, The best, to my taste, is the Trovatore ; And Mario can soothe, with a tenor note, The souls in purgatory. The moon on the tower slept soft as snow ; And who was not thrilled in the strangest way, As we heard him sing, while the gas burned...
Página 106 - Pass by the happy souls, that love to live; 1 pray thee, pass before my light of life, And shadow all my soul, that I may die. Thou weighest heavy on the heart within, Weigh heavy on my eyelids; let me die.
Página 111 - Love he comes and Love he tarries Just as fate or fancy carries ; Longest stays, when sorest chidden ; Laughs and flies, when press'd and bidden.
Página 45 - When youthful love, warm-blushing, strong, Keen-shivering, shot thy nerves along, Those accents grateful to thy tongue, Th' adored Name, I taught thee how to pour in song, To soothe thy flame. "I saw thy pulse's maddening play, Wild send thee Pleasure's devious way, Misled by Fancy's meteor-ray, By passion driven ; But yet the light that led astray Was light from Heaven.

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