Oh Love ! no habitant of earth thou art — An unseen seraph, we believe in thee, A faith whose martyrs are the broken heart, But never yet hath seen, nor e'er shall see The naked eye, thy form, as it should be ; The mind hath made thee, as it peopled... The works of ... lord Byron - Seite 154von George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| Jack Lindsay - 1928 - 148 Seiten
...cards with more poetry than inhabits the forests of America. m. O LOVE! no habitant of earth art thou ; An unseen seraph, we believe in thee,— A faith whose...such shape and image given, As haunts the unquench'd soul—parch'd, wearied, wrung, and riven. Of its own beauty is the mind diseased, And fevers into... | |
| 1851 - 644 Seiten
...Rochefoucauld, and this maxim appears to have been the germ of the following line stanza" : — 0 love, no habitant of earth thou art, An unseen seraph, we believe in thec' — A faith whose martyrs arc the broken heart; But never yet hath seen, or e'er shall see, ,... | |
| Jerome J. McGann - 1985 - 182 Seiten
...lines, but where the force of that expression takes its origin from an implacable nihilism. 121 Oh Love! no habitant of earth thou art — An unseen seraph,...shape and image given, As haunts the unquench'd soul — parch'd — wearied — wrung — and riven. 122 Of its own beauty is the mind diseased, And fevers... | |
| George Gordon Byron - 1994 - 884 Seiten
...pants For some celestial fruit forbidden to our wan t» Cuito Г?.] t Canto IV. CXXI. Oh Love ! DO =s:H4 j.ut never yet hath seen, nor e'er shall see The naked eye, thy form, as it should be ; The mind hath... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1996 - 868 Seiten
...world's wilderness, and vainly pants 1080 For some celestial fruit forbidden to our wants. Oh Love! no habitant of earth thou art An unseen seraph, we...heart, But never yet hath seen, nor e'er shall see 1085 The naked eye, thy form, as it should be; The mind hath made thee, as it peopled heaven, Even... | |
| George Wilson Knight - 2002 - 416 Seiten
...the world's wilderness, and vainly pants For some celestial fruit forbidden to our wants. Oh Love! no habitant of earth thou art — An unseen Seraph,...shape and image given, As haunts the unquench'd soul — parch'd, wearied, wrung, and riven. Of its own beauty is the mind diseas'd, And fevers into false... | |
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