What Men Have Said about Woman ...Henry Southgate Routledge, Warne, & Routledge, 1865 - 320 Seiten |
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... kiss her shadow , and The dead smile in their dream . Gerald Massey . To the honour , to the eternal honour of the sex , be it stated , that in the path of duty no sacrifice is to them too high or too dear . Nothing is with them ...
... kiss her shadow , and The dead smile in their dream . Gerald Massey . To the honour , to the eternal honour of the sex , be it stated , that in the path of duty no sacrifice is to them too high or too dear . Nothing is with them ...
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... kiss the place On which her shadow fell . When words of wrath profaning rung , She moved with pitying grace ; Her presence still'd the wildest tongue , And holy made the place . They knew that they were cared for then , Their eyes ...
... kiss the place On which her shadow fell . When words of wrath profaning rung , She moved with pitying grace ; Her presence still'd the wildest tongue , And holy made the place . They knew that they were cared for then , Their eyes ...
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... kiss - one kiss ! Rubies unparagon'd , How dearly they do it ! ' Tis her breathing that Perfumes the chamber thus . The flame o ' the taper Bows towards her ; and would under - peep her lids , To see the enclosed lights , now canopied ...
... kiss - one kiss ! Rubies unparagon'd , How dearly they do it ! ' Tis her breathing that Perfumes the chamber thus . The flame o ' the taper Bows towards her ; and would under - peep her lids , To see the enclosed lights , now canopied ...
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... kiss of fire , And cheeks fresh - misted with the bloom of morn . And thou didst move a splendour mid life's shadows , Making a Rembrandt picture . Her Beauty . Gerald Massey . Can gold , alas ! with thee compare ? The sun that makes it ...
... kiss of fire , And cheeks fresh - misted with the bloom of morn . And thou didst move a splendour mid life's shadows , Making a Rembrandt picture . Her Beauty . Gerald Massey . Can gold , alas ! with thee compare ? The sun that makes it ...
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... kiss the golden sun gives not To those fresh morning drops upon the rose , As thy eye - beams when their fresh rays have smot The night of dew that on my cheeks down flows ; Nor shines the silver moon one half so bright Thro ' the ...
... kiss the golden sun gives not To those fresh morning drops upon the rose , As thy eye - beams when their fresh rays have smot The night of dew that on my cheeks down flows ; Nor shines the silver moon one half so bright Thro ' the ...
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What Men Have Said About Woman: A Collection of Choice Sentences (Classic ... Henry Southgate Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2018 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Ae fond kiss angel beauty blest bliss bloom blush bosom breast breath bright brow Byron charms chaste chastity cheek cheerful cherry ripe child dear death delight doth dream earth eyes face fair fairest fairy-ring fancy fear feel flowers fond frae gentle Gerald Massey Giles Fletcher glory grace grief hand happy hath Hazeldean heart heaven honour Jeremy Taylor kiss lady Lady Jane Grey lassie light lips live look look'd looking-glass lord Love's loveliness maid maiden marriage Massey mind modesty morning mother nature ne'er never night o'er pass'd passions pleasure praise pride pure Robert Greene rose round Sche seem'd Shakespeare shine sighs sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit stars sweet tears tender Tennyson thee thine things thou art thought true unto virtue voice Washington Irving wife winds woman women
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 30 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles, and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Seite 216 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Seite 295 - Who can find a virtuous woman ? for her price is far above rubies. The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil. She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life. She seeketh wool and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands. She is like the merchants' ships ; she bringeth her food from afar.
Seite 228 - But gladly, as the precept were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile...
Seite 119 - So excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember?
Seite 88 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint : She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven : Porphyro grew faint : She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Seite 172 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires: As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts, and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires:— Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Seite 215 - And, father cardinal, I have heard you say That we shall see and know our friends in heaven: If that be true, I shall see my boy again; For since the birth of Cain, the first male child, To him that did but yesterday suspire, There was not such a gracious creature born.
Seite 20 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Seite 72 - Toilsome and indigent) she renders much ; Just knows, and knows no more, her bible true, A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew, And in that charter reads, with sparkling eyes, Her title to a treasure in the skies.