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الصفحة 22 - I ne'er could any lustre see In eyes that would not look on me ; I ne'er saw nectar on a lip, But where my own did hope to sip.
الصفحة 21 - THE wretch, condemn'd with life to part, Still, still on hope relies ; And every pang that rends the heart, Bids expectation rise. Hope, like the glimmering taper's light, Adorns and cheers the way ; And still, as darker grows the night, Emits a brighter ray.
الصفحة 196 - SONG. In vain you tell your parting lover, You wish fair winds may waft him over. Alas ! what winds can happy prove, That bear me far from what I love ? Alas ! what dangers on the main Can equal those that I sustain, From slighted vows, and cold disdain?
الصفحة 63 - The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, — is to die.
الصفحة 47 - Your charms would make me true. To you no soul shall bear deceit, No stranger offer wrong; But friends in all the aged you'll meet, And lovers in the young. But when they learn that you have blest Another with your heart, They'll bid aspiring passion rest, And act a brother's part: Then, lady...
الصفحة 197 - SONG. WHEN thy beauty appears, In its graces and airs, All bright as an angel new dropt from the sky; At distance I gaze, and am aw'd by my fears, So strangely you dazzle my eye ! But when without art, Your kind thoughts you impart, When your love runs in blushes through every vein; When it darts from your eyes, when it pants in your heart, Then I know you're a woman again. There's a passion and pride In our sex...
الصفحة 53 - O memory! thou fond deceiver — Still importunate and vain; To former joys recurring ever, And turning all the past to pain.
الصفحة 96 - ... early youth are mistaken for love, had already taken lively possession of her imagination; and to this the following lines, written at that time by Mr. Sheridan, allude :— To the Recording Angel. Cherub of Heaven, that from thy secret stand Dost note the follies of each mortal here, Oh, if Eliza's steps employ thy hand, Blot the sad legend with a mortal tear. Nor, when she errs, through passion's wild extreme, Mark then her course, nor heed each trifling wrong ; Nor, when her sad attachment...
الصفحة 70 - A PLACE in thy memory, dearest. Is all that I claim: To pause and look back when thou hearest The sound of my name. Another may woo thee, nearer. Another may win and wear; I care not though he be dearer, If I am remembered there.
الصفحة 72 - IF THE ATHEIST'S WORDS BE TRUE! Oh! if the atheist's words be true — If those we seek to save, Sink, and in sinking from our view Are lost beyond the grave ! If life thus closed, how dark and drear Would this bewildered earth appear — Scarce worth the dust it gave: A tract of black, sepulchral gloom, One yawning, ever-opening tomb. Blest be that strain of high belief, More heaven-like, more sublime, Which says that souls that part in grief, Part only for a time! That, far beyond this speck of...