The Pilgrims' Way: A Little Scrip of Good Counsel for TravellersDutton, 1907 - 329 頁 |
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... thou shalt see Me fresher and more fat , by being with men , Than if I had staid still with her and thee . By being with men ' - that is another gain of the pilgrim's . He not only , like Ulysses , visits cities and foreigners , and ...
... thou shalt see Me fresher and more fat , by being with men , Than if I had staid still with her and thee . By being with men ' - that is another gain of the pilgrim's . He not only , like Ulysses , visits cities and foreigners , and ...
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... thou shrine of my dead saint Ah , what avails the sceptred race ! All I can All is best , though we oft doubt All thoughts , all passions , all delights Alway be merry if thou may 205 118 128 253 287 284 260 188 84 118 174 302 320 And ...
... thou shrine of my dead saint Ah , what avails the sceptred race ! All I can All is best , though we oft doubt All thoughts , all passions , all delights Alway be merry if thou may 205 118 128 253 287 284 260 188 84 118 174 302 320 And ...
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... thou run out thy race For knighthood is not in the feats of warre Give me my scallop - shell of quiet Glad sight wherever new with old Go little book , and wish to all Go , pretty child , and bear this . flower God who created me • Grow ...
... thou run out thy race For knighthood is not in the feats of warre Give me my scallop - shell of quiet Glad sight wherever new with old Go little book , and wish to all Go , pretty child , and bear this . flower God who created me • Grow ...
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... thou be ! Mortals that would follow me My beloved spake and said unto me My blood so red My little son , who look'd from thoughtful eyes My soul , there is a country My true love hath my heart , and I have his · Never weather - beaten ...
... thou be ! Mortals that would follow me My beloved spake and said unto me My blood so red My little son , who look'd from thoughtful eyes My soul , there is a country My true love hath my heart , and I have his · Never weather - beaten ...
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... thou shade thy lovely face ? O why 78 Wisdom exalteth her children • 231 Wise men patience never want 255 With love exceeding a simple love of the things 146 Ye blessed Creatures , I have heard the call Ye learned sisters , which have ...
... thou shade thy lovely face ? O why 78 Wisdom exalteth her children • 231 Wise men patience never want 255 With love exceeding a simple love of the things 146 Ye blessed Creatures , I have heard the call Ye learned sisters , which have ...
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第 234 頁 - Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper ? the glory of his nostrils is terrible. He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men. He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted ; neither turneth he back from the sword.
第 148 頁 - For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all. — I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, 80 That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
第 326 頁 - Even such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust ; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth, this grave, this dust. My God shall raise me up, I trust ! ELIZABETHAN MISCELLANIES.
第 232 頁 - Canst thou lift up thy voice to the clouds, That abundance of waters may cover thee? Canst thou send lightnings, that they may go, And say unto thee, Here we are?
第 26 頁 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel — I feel it all.
第 84 頁 - I ARISE from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright: I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me — who knows how? To thy chamber window, Sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The Champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart; — As I must on thine, Oh, beloved as thou art!
第 25 頁 - THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore ; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
第 119 頁 - Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
第 82 頁 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair? For beauty lives with kindness: Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there.
第 180 頁 - For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main.