What Men Have Said about Woman ...Henry Southgate Routledge, Warne, & Routledge, 1865 - 320页 |
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... thee pleasure's transient toy alone : But oh ! how most deceived , whose creed hath given Thine earthly charms a rival band in heaven ! Yet thou hast charms that time may not dispel , Whose deathless bloom shall glow where angels dwell ...
... thee pleasure's transient toy alone : But oh ! how most deceived , whose creed hath given Thine earthly charms a rival band in heaven ! Yet thou hast charms that time may not dispel , Whose deathless bloom shall glow where angels dwell ...
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... thee , But would not lose thee for a world ! Her Sweet Attractions . Sweet are the charms of her I love , More fragrant than the damask rose , Byron . Soft as the down of turtle dove , Gentle as 14 WOMAN .
... thee , But would not lose thee for a world ! Her Sweet Attractions . Sweet are the charms of her I love , More fragrant than the damask rose , Byron . Soft as the down of turtle dove , Gentle as 14 WOMAN .
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... didst move a splendour mid life's shadows , Making a Rembrandt picture . Her Beauty . Gerald Massey . Can gold , alas ! with thee compare ? The sun that makes it , ' s not so fair ; The sun , which can nor make nor ever see WOMAN . 21.
... didst move a splendour mid life's shadows , Making a Rembrandt picture . Her Beauty . Gerald Massey . Can gold , alas ! with thee compare ? The sun that makes it , ' s not so fair ; The sun , which can nor make nor ever see WOMAN . 21.
第22页
... thee , In all the journeys he does pass , Though the sea served him for a looking - glass . Cowley . Her eyes , her lips , her cheeks , her shape , her features , Seem to be drawn by Love's own hand ; by Love Himself in love . Dryden ...
... thee , In all the journeys he does pass , Though the sea served him for a looking - glass . Cowley . Her eyes , her lips , her cheeks , her shape , her features , Seem to be drawn by Love's own hand ; by Love Himself in love . Dryden ...
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... thee best , - When she with gold kindles each mountain crest , And o'er the plain her pearly mantle throws . No loss from time thy riper age receives ; Nor can young beauty , deck'd with art's display , Rival the native graces of thy ...
... thee best , - When she with gold kindles each mountain crest , And o'er the plain her pearly mantle throws . No loss from time thy riper age receives ; Nor can young beauty , deck'd with art's display , Rival the native graces of thy ...
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Ae fond kiss angel beauty blest bliss bloom blush bosom breast breath bright brow Byron charms chaste chastity cheek cheerful cherry ripe child dear death delight doth dream earth eyes face fair fairest fairy-ring fancy fear feel flowers fond frae gentle Gerald Massey Giles Fletcher glory grace grief hand happy hath Hazeldean heart heaven honour Jeremy Taylor kiss lady Lady Jane Grey lassie light lips live look look'd looking-glass lord Love's loveliness maid maiden marriage Massey mind modesty morning mother nature ne'er never night o'er pass'd passions pleasure praise pride pure Robert Greene rose round Sche seem'd Shakespeare shine sighs sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit stars sweet tears tender Tennyson thee thine things thou art thought true unto virtue voice Washington Irving wife winds woman women
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第30页 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles, and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
第216页 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
第295页 - Who can find a virtuous woman ? for her price is far above rubies. The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil. She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life. She seeketh wool and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands. She is like the merchants' ships ; she bringeth her food from afar.
第228页 - But gladly, as the precept were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile...
第119页 - So excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember?
第88页 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint : She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven : Porphyro grew faint : She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
第172页 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires: As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts, and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires:— Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
第215页 - And, father cardinal, I have heard you say That we shall see and know our friends in heaven: If that be true, I shall see my boy again; For since the birth of Cain, the first male child, To him that did but yesterday suspire, There was not such a gracious creature born.
第20页 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
第72页 - Toilsome and indigent) she renders much ; Just knows, and knows no more, her bible true, A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew, And in that charter reads, with sparkling eyes, Her title to a treasure in the skies.