| Love-knots - 1883 - 234 páginas
...Poems. (Strahan.) LOVE OPENS THE HEART. ONLY, but this is rare ! When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafcn'd ear Is by the tones of a loved voice caress'd — A bolt is shot back somewhere in the... | |
| Matthew Arnold - 1885 - 280 páginas
...convey A melancholy into all our day. Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...voice caress'd — A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast, And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again. The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain,... | |
| 1886 - 222 páginas
...great. George Eliot. THE BURIED LIFE. ONLY — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...clear, When our world-deafen'd ear Is by the tones of a lov'd voice caress'd, — A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast And a lost pulse of feeling stirs... | |
| 1886 - 220 páginas
...great. George Eliot. THE BURIED LIFE. ONLY — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with. the rush and glare Of the interminable...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafcn'd ear Is by the tones of a lov'd voice caress'd, — A bolt is shot back somewhere in... | |
| Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Charles Gibbon - 1893 - 462 páginas
...all our day. Only, bat this is rare I When a beloved hand is laid in oars, When, jaded with the runh and glare Of the interminable hours, Our eyes can...voice caress'd— A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast, And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again. The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain,... | |
| Clara Sherwood Rollins - 1894 - 178 páginas
...read aloud: "The Buried Life." " Only — but this is rare— When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafened ear Is by the tones of a loved voice caressed — A bolt is shot back somewhere in our... | |
| Matthew Arnold - 1895 - 540 páginas
...airs, and floating echoes, and convey A melancholy into all our day. Only — but this is rare — When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...voice caress'd — A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast, . And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again. The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain,... | |
| Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 388 páginas
...convey A melancholy into all our day. Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...clear, When our world-deafen'd ear Is by the tones of a lov'd voice caress'd — A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast, And .•> lost pulse of feeling... | |
| Richard Le Gallienne - 1896 - 238 páginas
...visitations in ' The Buried Life ' — ' Only, but this is rare — When a belove'd hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...voice caress'd — A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast, And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again : The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain,... | |
| Matthew Arnold - 1896 - 380 páginas
...convey A melancholy into all our day. Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...loved voice caress'd, A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again : The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain,... | |
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