An Initial Experience: And Other StoriesCharles King |
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Page 212 - tis there. But there's a sweeter flower than e'er Blushed on the rosy spray — A brighter star, a richer bloom Than e'er did western heaven illume At close of summer day. Tis Love, the last best gift of Heaven ; Love gentle, holy, pure : But tenderer than a dove's soft eye, The searching sun, the open sky, She never could endure.
Page 72 - An insulting remark often caused the daring speaker his life; men settled old scores — new ones too, for that matter — with the knife ; and whenever the stillness of the night was broken by the sharp crack of a pistol-shot, — as it frequently was, — those who had retired to rest simply turned in their blankets and muttered, "Another 'chum
Page 231 - ... and loves still equally; and exists with the very last gasp and throb of the faithful bosom — whence it passes with the pure soul, beyond death; surely it shall be immortal? Though we who remain are separated from it, is it not ours in Heaven? If we love still those we lose, can we altogether lose those we love?
Page 207 - And with scarlet poppies around like a bower, Found the maiden her mystic flower. Now, gentle flower, I pray thee tell If my lover loves me, and loves me well , So may the fall of the morning dew Keep the sun from fading thy tender blue.
Page 68 - In her right hand the lily, in her left The letter — all her bright hair streaming down — And all the coverlid was cloth of gold Drawn to her waist, and she herself in white All but her face, and that clear-featured face Was lovely, for she did not seem as dead, But fast asleep, and lay as tho
Page 242 - And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in everything.
Page 226 - LAWRENCE. All worship mine. Her purity doth hedge her Round with so delicate divinity, that men, Stained to the soul with money-bag and ledger, Bend to the goddess, manifest again. FRANK. None worship mine. But some, I fancy, love her, — Cynics to boot. I know the children run, Seeing her come, for naught that I discover, Save that she brings the summer and the sun.
Page 244 - Pyrrha, sub antrof cui flavam religas comam, simplex munditiis? heu quoties fidem mutatosque deos flebit et aspera nigris aequora ventis emirabitur insolens, qui nunc te fruitur credulus aurea; qui semper vacuam, semper amabilem sperat nescius aurae fallacis. miseri, quibus intentata nites ! me tabula sacer votiva paries indicat uvida suspendisse potenti vestimenta maris deo.
Page 224 - THOU lovely and beloved, thou my love ; Whose kiss seems still the first ; whose summoning eyes, Even now, as for our love-world's new sunrise, Shed very dawn ; whose voice, attuned above All modulation of the deep-bowered dove, Is like a hand laid softly on the soul ; Whose hand is like a sweet voice to control Those worn tired brows it hath the keeping of...
Page 89 - That's right, my boy ; it must be lonely for her up there alone these long days and you're just the chap to talk to her and amuse her." A hint from any one as to the possibility of treachery on the part of his friend would have been taken by him as a personal insult and he would as soon have doubted his existence as Queenie's faith. And so these daily rides continued, while Hogan went about 'his work in blissful fatuity, happier each succeeding evening in that he was one day nearer his wedding day.