Amours of great men, Issue 51, Volume 1 |
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Page 145 - Tho' mix'd with God and Nature thou, I seem to love thee more and more. Far off thou art, but ever nigh; I have thee still, and I rejoice; I prosper, circled with thy voice; I shall not lose thee tho
Page 116 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, — and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate ; For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Page 16 - No greater grief than to remember days Of joy, when misery is at hand That kens Thy learn'd instructor. Yet so eagerly If thou art bent to know the primal root, From whence our love gat being, I will do As one, who weeps and tells his tale. One day, For our delight we read of Lancelot, How him love thrall'd. Alone we were, and no Suspicion near us. Oft-times by that reading Our eyes were drawn together, and the hue Fled from our alter'd cheek. But at one point Alone we fell. When of that smile we...
Page 136 - The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination, And every lovely organ of her life Shall come apparell'd in more precious habit, More moving, delicate, and full of life, Into the eye and prospect of his soul, Than when she liv'd indeed...
Page 74 - Love seeketh not Itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for another gives its ease, And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair." So sung a little Clod of Clay Trodden with the cattle's feet, But a Pebble of the brook Warbled out these metres meet: "Love seeketh only Self to please, To bind another to Its delight, Joys in another's loss of ease, And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite.
Page 289 - It seems to me, our apprehension of this matter is, for the most part, radically falsified thereby. We ought to know withal, and to keep forever in mind, that these divisions are at bottom but names; that man's spiritual nature, the vital force which dwells in him, is essentially one and indivisible ; that what we call imagination, fancy, understanding, and so forth, are but different figures of the same power of insight, all indissolubly...
Page 330 - L'ai éprouvé, et vous conterai bien, (1) Voir Ii s notes de l'édilion Guiffrcy. . X. LES GENRES 41 Si VOUS voutez, comme vint la besogne. J'avais un jour un valet de Gascogne, Gourmand, ivrogne et assuré menteur, Pipeur, larron, jureur, blasphémateur, Sentant la hart de cent pas à la ronde, ' Au demeurant le meilleur fils du monde, Prisé, loué, fort estimé des filles Par les bordeaux, et beau joueur de quilles.
Page 16 - By one so deep in love, then he, who ne'er From me shall separate• at once my lips All trembling kiss'd. The book and writer both Were love's purveyors. In its leaves that day We read no more.
Page 330 - Vostre cueur noble en sçauroit bien que dire; « Et moy, chetif, qui ne suis Roy ne rien, L'ay esprouvé. Et vous compteray bien. Si vous voulez, comment vint la besongne. J'avois...
Page 330 - Argent et tout (cela se doit entendre), Et ne croy point que ce fust pour la rendre, Car oncques puis n'en ay ouy parler.