Literary Recreations

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Macmillan and Company, limited, 1918 - 329 sider

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Side 55 - A servant with this clause makes drudgery divine; who sweeps a room, as for thy laws, makes that and the action fine.
Side 305 - Our gloom-pleased eyes, embowered from the light, Enshaded in forgetfulness divine : O soothest Sleep ! if so it please thee, close, In midst of this thine hymn, my willing eyes, Or wait the amen...
Side 275 - I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life to spell: And by and by my Soul return'd to me, And answer'd "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell:
Side 283 - Circleting the surface to meet his mirrored winglets, Fleeter she seems in her stay than in her flight. Shy as the squirrel that leaps among the pine-tops, Wayward as the swallow overhead at set of sun, She whom I love is hard to catch and conquer...
Side 285 - When her mother tends her before the laughing mirror, Tying up her laces, looping up her hair, Often she thinks, were this wild thing wedded, More love should I have, and much less care. When her mother tends her before the lighted mirror, Loosening her laces, combing down her curls, Often she thinks, were this wild thing wedded, I should miss but one for many boys and girls.
Side 284 - Shy as the squirrel and wayward as the swallow, Swift as the swallow along the river's light Circleting the surface to meet his mirrored winglets, Fleeter she seems in her stay than in her flight.
Side 215 - Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied, for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant* sung; Silence was pleased: now...
Side 309 - In a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy Brook, Thy bubblings ne'er remember Apollo's summer look; But with a sweet forgetting They stay their crystal fretting, Never, never petting About the frozen time. Ah would 'twere so with many A gentle girl and boy! But were there ever any Writhed not at passed joy ? To know the change and feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steal it — Was never said in rhyme.
Side 33 - But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.
Side 219 - Of purple gold, that motionless Hung o'er the sinking sphere : Thou must have marked the billowy clouds Edged with intolerable radiancy, Towering like rocks of jet Crowned with a diamond wreath. And yet there is a moment When the sun's. highest point Peeps like a star o'er ocean's western edge, When those far clouds of feathery gold, Shaded with deepest purple, gleam Like islands on a dark blue sea ; Then has thy fancy soared above the earth, And furled its wearied wing Within the Fairy's fane.

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