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Wanderings of a Beauty: A Tale of the Real and the Ideal (1863) Edwin James No preview available - 2008 |
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Page 66 - He had no breath, no being, but in hers; She was his voice; he did not speak to her, But trembled on her words; she was his sight, For his eye follow'd hers, and saw with hers, Which colour'd all his objects:— he had ceased To live within himself; she was his life, The ocean to the river of his thoughts, Which terminated all...
Page 66 - O Woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made, When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou ! — Scarce were the piteous accents said, When, with the Baron's casque, the maid To the nigh streamlet ran.
Page 131 - Or, if there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it ; Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied* night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Page 52 - TELL me the tales that to me were so dear, Long, long ago, — long, long ago ; Sing me the songs I delighted to hear, Long, long ago,— long ago.
Page 5 - I love the sex, and sometimes would reverse The tyrant's wish, " that mankind only had One neck, which he with one fell stroke might pierce : " My wish is quite as wide, but not so bad And much more tender, on the whole, than fierce ; It being (not now, but only while a lad) That womankind had but one rosy mouth, To kiss them all at once from North to South.
Page 211 - This corrupt nature is the source of innumerable evil thoughts and desires, and damps the exercise of faith and love, and stands in the way of well-doing, so that when I would do good, evil is present with me. And so deep and powerful is this remaining depravity, that all efforts to eradicate or subdue it, are vain without the aid of divine grace. And when at any time I obtain a glimpse of the depth and turpitude of the sin of my nature, I am overwhelmed, and constrained to exclaim with Job...
Page 230 - Do you find it strange when I tell you that I have come to the conclusion that I have lived a most happy life?
Page 198 - To see and touch, but never taste the peace, Daily to live in an eternal night. Awake to dream of Love's undying song With expectation, near akin to pain ; To hear its echoes as they float along, But ne'er to catch its full melodious strain.