 | Periodicals - 1844 - 288 pages
...eager to detect its movement never catehed, nice as an evanescent cloud, or the firs arrests of sleep ! Ah ! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived!" SECTION 3. ANCIENT ORDERS AND CEREMONIES. Dugdale notices various orders and regulations... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1845 - 398 pages
...to detect its movement, never catched, nice as an evanescent cloud, or the first arrests of sleep ! Ah ! yet doth beauty like a dial-hand Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived ! What a dead thing is a clock, with its ponderous embowelments of lead and brass, its... | |
 | John William Lester - English literature - 1847 - 376 pages
...eager to detect its movement, never catched, nice as an evanescent cloud on the first arrests of sleep! 'Ah, yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, steal from his figure, and no pace perceived !' What a dead thing is a clock, with its ponderous embowelments of lead and brass,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - English literature - 1850 - 406 pages
...to detect its movement, never catched, nice as an evanescent cloud, or the first arrests of sleep ! Ah ! yet doth beauty like a dial-hand Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived ! What a dead thing is a clock, with its ponderous embowelments of lead and brass, its... | |
 | American periodicals - 1857 - 592 pages
...have I seen Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burned, Since first I saw you fresh which yet art. green: Ah ! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived ; So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, Hath motion, and mine eye may... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1857 - 380 pages
...to detect its movement, never catched, nice as an evanescent cloud, or the first arrests of sleep ! Ah ! yet doth beauty like a dial-hand Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived ! What a dead thing is a clock, with its ponderous embowelments of lead and brass, its... | |
 | Liberalism (Religion) - 1862 - 520 pages
...the seasons have I seen Thrce April perfumes in three hot Junes burned, Since first I saw you fresh which yet are green. Ah ! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure, and no paee perceived ; So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, Hath motion, and mine eye may... | |
 | Liberalism (Religion) - 1862 - 486 pages
...the seasons have I seen Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burned, Since first I saw you fresh which yet are green. Ah ! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived ; So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, Hath motion, and mine eye may... | |
 | John Timbs - 1863 - 280 pages
...detect its movement, never catched, nice as an evanescent cloud, or the first arrests of sleep ! And yet doth beauty like a dial-hand Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived ! What a dead thing is a clock, with its ponderous embowelments of lead and brass, its... | |
 | Emily Taylor - English poetry - 1864 - 210 pages
...the season. I have seen Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd Since first I saw you fresh which yet are green. Ah ! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived ; So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, Hath motion, and mine eye may... | |
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Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure and no pace perceived... 
