The Lover's Gift; and Friendship's TokenLewis Gaylord Clark J.C. Derby and Company, 1848 - 123 頁 |
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arms art thou beam beauty beauty's beloved BEN JONSON bend beneath bird blue blush bower breath bright brow C. F. HOFFMAN cheek cloud dark dear deep delight doth dream drest E'en earth ELIZA COOK enchantment Eva looks kindly eye of Eva face fair faithless fate feel flame flowers forget Frae gale Garonne gentle GEORGE D happy hath heaven hope hour isles kiss light lips Love's loved thee LOVER'S GIFT lovers maiden Methinks MISS LANDON morning mortal N. P. WILLIS ne'er neath never night o'er PARK BENJAMIN passion perchance rill rose round seems shade shadows SHAKESPEARE sigh sing smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring stars steal summer sweet tears tell tender thee-I think thine eyes think of thee thought of thee thy dreams thy voice true love Twas wandering weary wild wing woman Woman's eyes young
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第 101 頁 - about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn ; A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay. I saw her upon nearer view, A spirit, yet a woman too ! Her household motions light and free, And steps of virgin liberty; A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature
第 121 頁 - All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle— Why not I with thine ? See the mountains kiss high heaven, And the waves clasp one another; No sister flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother : And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea; What are all these
第 102 頁 - sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruin'd tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! As
第 96 頁 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain; And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh, my latest sigh Will not be life's, but her's. I filled this cup to one made up Of loveliness alone,
第 8 頁 - But if ne'er so close ye wall him, Will find out his way. You may train the eagle To stoop to your fist; Or you may inveigle The phcenix of the East; The lioness, ye may move her To give o'er her prey; But you'll ne'er stop a lover: He will find out his way.
第 21 頁 - Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace: Robes loosely
第 28 頁 - I'll dight me in array; I'll tend thy chamber door all night, And squire thee all the day. If sweetest sounds can win thy ear, These sounds I'll strive to catch; Thy voice I'll steal to woo thysell,— That voice that nane can match. But if fond love thy heart can gain, I never broke a vow
第 12 頁 - Were best befitting thee; And she to whom it once was given Was half of earth and half of heaven. I hear thy voice, I see thy smile, 1 look upon thy folded hair; Ah! while we dream not they beguile, Our hearts are in the snare : And she who chains a wild bird's wing, Must
第 34 頁 - thy breath; But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth, A vengeful canker eat him up to death. More flowers I noted, yet I none could see But
第 101 頁 - To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair But all things about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn