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... death , he has spent so much in charities to the church for masses , that , if she had lived as a profligate woman , they would have redeemed her from the hands of the devil : but it is said that she died devout * . " Thus philosophy ...
... death , he has spent so much in charities to the church for masses , that , if she had lived as a profligate woman , they would have redeemed her from the hands of the devil : but it is said that she died devout * . " Thus philosophy ...
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... death of Laura , neither the example of her virtue , nor his strong doubts of her being a heartless prude , were sufficient to heal his wound ; and he opened his bleeding breast to his most intimate friends : " The day may perhaps come ...
... death of Laura , neither the example of her virtue , nor his strong doubts of her being a heartless prude , were sufficient to heal his wound ; and he opened his bleeding breast to his most intimate friends : " The day may perhaps come ...
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... death , and humbles before his own eyes every man who Is of a constant , loving , noble nature . — OTHELLO . For these are the very characters that nature has doomed to raging passion ; whilst very few , even amongst them , have ...
... death , and humbles before his own eyes every man who Is of a constant , loving , noble nature . — OTHELLO . For these are the very characters that nature has doomed to raging passion ; whilst very few , even amongst them , have ...
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... death ? I cannot deny , said she , that death is preceded by acute suffering and by the dread of eternity ; but if we place our trust in God , it is but as a sigh . In the flower of my youth , when thou lovedst me the most , life had ...
... death ? I cannot deny , said she , that death is preceded by acute suffering and by the dread of eternity ; but if we place our trust in God , it is but as a sigh . In the flower of my youth , when thou lovedst me the most , life had ...
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... death , it was neces- sary to supply much by conjecture . It is only when he is speaking of Laura in this poem , that his heart communicates its fire to his genius , which had languished more under the disgust of life than the burthen ...
... death , it was neces- sary to supply much by conjecture . It is only when he is speaking of Laura in this poem , that his heart communicates its fire to his genius , which had languished more under the disgust of life than the burthen ...
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Amor ANACREON ancient Avignon beauty bella bliss Boccacio bosom breast breath CANZONE CARY'S Transl ch'io charms che'l ciel cielo Cola di Rienzo d'amore Dante death delight dolce dolci donna earth Epist ESSAY eyes Famil fancy fear feel FRANCESCO PETRARCA friends genius gente grace gran Guido Cavalcanti happy heart heaven honour hope imitation inspired Italian Italy ladies Latin Laura letter live lover lyric poetry mente mind mondo mortal nature never night o'er ogni parlar passion pensier Petr Petrarch pietà più pleasure poem poet POETRY OF PETRARCH Provençal racters repose Sappho says sempre Senil serene sighs sion smile song SONNET sorrow soul spirit Stefano Colonna sweet tears tempo terra thee thou thought tion TRANSLATION trarch trembling trovo tutto UGO FOSCOLO Vaucluse veggio Venus verses viso vita wearied whilst youth
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Page 265 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Page 265 - Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Page 69 - Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep ; so shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man.
Page 23 - Solo e pensoso i più deserti campi • Vo misurando a passi tardi e lenti ; E gli occhi porto per fuggir intenti Dove yestigio uman 1' arena stampi. Altro schermo non trovo che mi scampi Dal manifesto accorger delle genti: Perchè negli atti d' allegrezza spenti ( Di fuor si legge com...
Page 117 - La vita fugge e non s' arresta un' ora; E la morte vien dietro a gran giornate; E le cose presenti e le passate Mi danno guerra, e le future ancora; E '1 rimembrar e 1' aspettar m' accora Or quinci or quindi sì, che 'n veritate, Se non eh' i' ho di me stesso pietate, I' sarei già di questi pensier fora.
Page 202 - Venimmo a lei : o anima Lombarda, Come ti stavi altera e disdegnosa, E nel muover degli occhi onesta e tarda ! Ella non ci diceva alcuna cosa; Ma lasciavane gir, solo guardando, A guisa di leon quando si posa. Pur Virgilio si trasse a lei, pregando Che ne mostrasse la miglior salita : E quella non rispose al suo dimando; Ma di nostro paese e della vita C...
Page 87 - 1 verno a lato, E '1 di dopo le spalle , ei mesi gai ; Se come i tuoi gravosi affanni sai , Cosi sapessi il mio simile stato; Verresti in grembo a questo sconsolato A partir seco i dolorosi guai . I...
Page 204 - E s' io al vero son timido amico , Temo di perder vita tra coloro Che questo tempo chiameranno antico. La luce in che rideva il mio tesoro Ch' io trovai lì , si fe' prima corrusca, Quale a raggio di sole specchio d' oro ; Indi rispose : coscienza fusca O della propria o dell...
Page 203 - O sacrosante Vergini, se fami, Freddi, o vigilie mai per voi soffersi, Cagion mi sprona, ch
Page 225 - Twas this deprived my soul of rest, And rais'd such tumults in my breast ; For while I gaz'd, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost : My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung.