Plebeians and Patricians, Volum 1

E.L. Carey & Hart, 1836

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Pàgina 26 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips and cranks and wanton wiles, Nods and becks and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Pàgina 140 - Ask'st thou how long my love will stay, When all that's new is past? How long, ah Delia, can I say How long my life will last? Dry be that tear, be hush'd that sigh, At least I'll love thee till I die : Hush'd be that sigh.
Pàgina 136 - ... hopes. We see in needleworks and embroideries it is more pleasing to have a lively work upon a sad and solemn ground, than to have a dark and melancholy work upon a lightsome ground. Judge, therefore, of the pleasure of the heart by the pleasure of the eye. Certainly, virtue is like precious odours, most fragrant when they are incensed or crushed. For prosperity doth best discover vice; but adversity doth best discover virtue.
Pàgina 98 - O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit To his full height.
Pàgina 149 - And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light, And closed them beneath the kisses of night. And the Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt every where ; And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
Pàgina 149 - The unseen clouds of the dew. which lie Like fire in the flowers till the sun rides high, Then wander like spirits among the spheres, Each cloud faint with the fragrance it bears...
Pàgina 130 - early to bed and early to rise, is the way to be healthy, wealthy, and wise.
Pàgina 44 - This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever Ran on the green-sward : nothing she does or seems But smacks of something greater than herself, Too noble for this place.
Pàgina 121 - I'll have no glittering gewgaws stuck about you, To stretch the gaping eyes of idiot wonder, And make men stare upon a piece of earth As on the star-wrought firmament — no feathers To wave as streamers to your vanity — Nor cumbrous silk, that with its rustling sound Makes proud the flesh that bears it.
Pàgina 117 - This comes with my kind love to you, hoping it will find you in good health, as it leaves us at present.

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