Margaret, Volumen2

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Página 181 - Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth...
Página 110 - By thine Agony and bloody Sweat ; by thy Cross and Passion ; by thy precious Death and Burial ; by thy glorious Resurrection and Ascension ; and by the coming of the Holy Ghost, Good Lord, deliver us.
Página 5 - Thus far shalt thou come, and no further, and here shall thy proud waves be .stayed.
Página 42 - Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, 0 ye my friends ; for the hand of GOD hath touched me.
Página 109 - ... made known? Or when in the dusk hours, (we two alone,) Close-kissed and eloquent of still replies Thy twilight-hidden glimmering visage lies, And my soul only sees thy soul its own? O love, my love! if I no more should see Thyself, nor on the earth the shadow of thee, Nor image of thine eyes in any spring, — How then should sound upon Life's darkening slope The ground-whirl of the perished leaves of Hope, The wind of Death's imperishable wing?
Página 206 - ON A GIRDLE THAT which her slender waist confined Shall now my joyful temples bind : No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer : My joy, my grief, my hope, my love Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair : Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the Sun goes round.
Página 278 - tis for women to sit still On winter nights, by solitary fires, And hear the nations praising them far off, Too far ! ay, praising our quick sense of love, Our very heart of passionate womanhood, Which could not beat so in the verse, without Being present also in the unkissed lips, And eyes undried, because there's none to ask The reason they grew moist.
Página 5 - And to shew the decree imposed on it, when it runs up on the land, it leaves a plain line on the sands by its waves ; declaring, as it were, to those who see it, that it has not passed its appointed bounds.
Página 76 - Was drown'd in passing thro' the ford, Or kill'd in falling from his horse. O what to her shall be the end? And what to me remains of good? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me no second friend.
Página 167 - Shed no tear! O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more! O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root's white core. Dry your eyes! O, dry your eyes! For I was taught in Paradise To ease my breast of melodies, Shed no tear. Overhead! look overhead! 'Mong the blossoms white and red, Look up, look up! I flutter now On this flush pomegranate bough. See me! 'tis this silvery bill Ever cures the good...

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