Memoirs of the Loves of the Poets: Biographical Sketches of Women Celebrated in Ancient and Modern PoetryLea & Blanchard, 1844 - 376 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 13
... eyes with a crown of everlasting fame . It is not enough that in his imagination he has deified her - that he has consecrated his faculties to her honour - that he has burned his heart in incense upon the altar of her perfections ; the ...
... eyes with a crown of everlasting fame . It is not enough that in his imagination he has deified her - that he has consecrated his faculties to her honour - that he has burned his heart in incense upon the altar of her perfections ; the ...
الصفحة 14
... eyes in the stars of heaven , her lips in the half - blown rose . The perfume of the opening flowers was but her breath , that " wafted sweetness round about the world : " the lily was " a sweet thief " that had stolen its purity from ...
... eyes in the stars of heaven , her lips in the half - blown rose . The perfume of the opening flowers was but her breath , that " wafted sweetness round about the world : " the lily was " a sweet thief " that had stolen its purity from ...
الصفحة 16
... eyes . I must leave it then to learned commentators to explore and elucidate the loves of Sappho and Anacreon . To us unlearned women they shine out through the long lapse of ages , bright names , and little else ; a kind of half - real ...
... eyes . I must leave it then to learned commentators to explore and elucidate the loves of Sappho and Anacreon . To us unlearned women they shine out through the long lapse of ages , bright names , and little else ; a kind of half - real ...
الصفحة 17
... lyrical poets of Rome is abridged from the analysis of their works , in Ginguené's His toire Litéraire , vol . iii . + Clodia , the wife of Quintus Metellus Celer . whose eyes were red with weeping the loss of her 2 * CLASSIC POETS . 17.
... lyrical poets of Rome is abridged from the analysis of their works , in Ginguené's His toire Litéraire , vol . iii . + Clodia , the wife of Quintus Metellus Celer . whose eyes were red with weeping the loss of her 2 * CLASSIC POETS . 17.
الصفحة 18
... eyes were red with weeping the loss of her favourite sparrow , crowned a life of the most flagitious excesses by poisoning her husband . Of the various ladies celebrated by Horace and Tibullus , it would really be difficult to dis ...
... eyes were red with weeping the loss of her favourite sparrow , crowned a life of the most flagitious excesses by poisoning her husband . Of the various ladies celebrated by Horace and Tibullus , it would really be difficult to dis ...
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الصفحة 135 - And to his robbery had annex'd thy breath ; But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth A vengeful canker eat him up to death. More flowers I noted, yet I none could see But sweet or colour it had stol'n from thee.
الصفحة 183 - O'er other creatures : yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems And in herself complete, so well to know • Her own, that what she wills to do or say Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best: All higher knowledge in her presence falls Degraded ; Wisdom in discourse with her Loses discountenanc'd, and like Folly shows...
الصفحة 294 - Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met— or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
الصفحة 137 - ... No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
الصفحة 189 - Methought I saw my late espoused saint Brought to me like Alcestis from the grave, Whom Jove's great son to her glad husband gave, Rescued from death by force though pale and faint.
الصفحة 194 - ASK me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of the day, For in pure love heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more...
الصفحة 151 - At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
الصفحة 312 - tis his fancy to run ; At night he reclines on his Thetis's breast. So when I am wearied with wandering all day ; To thee, my delight, in the evening I come : No matter what beauties I saw in my way : They were but my visits, but thou art my home.
الصفحة 137 - ... this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe. O, if, I say, you look upon this verse When I perhaps compounded am with clay, Do not so much as my poor name rehearse, But let your love even with my life decay, Lest the wise world should look into your moan And mock you with me after I am gone.
الصفحة 211 - The marriage, if uncontradicted report can be credited, made no addition to his happiness ; it neither found them nor made them equal.