 | Cyclopaedia - 1853 - 772 pàgines
...I still shall wait Some new hereafter, and a future state. Prior. 24 AFTER. AGE. We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter...is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Shelley. Oh! it is ecstacy in early days, When youth is ours — before the scorching... | |
 | W H Cordeaux - 1853 - 118 pàgines
...never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught : Our sweetest aongs are those that tell of saddest thought. Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1853 - 334 pàgines
...deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest Bongs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 pàgines
...Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain...What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear, keen joyance Languor can not be : Shades of annoyance Never come near thee : Thou... | |
 | 1854 - 456 pàgines
...with thine, would be all But an empty vaunt, — . A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain...What love of thine own kind ? What ignorance of pain ? With thy clear, keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 pàgines
...with thine would be all But an empty vaunt, — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain...What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear, keen joyance, Languor cannot be ; Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 332 pàgines
...Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain...What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain P With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest... | |
 | John Cumming - 1854 - 388 pàgines
...hopefully to do so, for Christ's sake. CHAPTER XVI. • THE SCHOOL OF EXPERIENCE. " We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter...is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought." " For I have learned by experience that the Lord hath blessed me for thy sake."... | |
 | 1854 - 268 pàgines
...comprehends his trust, and to the same Keeps faithful, with a singleness of aim. We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter...is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. SHELLEY. AOE. Rightly it is said That man descends into the vale of years ; Yet... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 pàgines
...thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. P What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain 1 What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind 1 what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear, keen joyance, Languor cannot be ; Shadow of annoyance Never... | |
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What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? What ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near... 
