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... fear that we should be lost " - Ma sia che può ; già solo io non invecchio . IX . He now and then insinuates that he was justified in entertaining expectations which were often flattered and always disappointed- E mi conforta , e dice ...
... fear that we should be lost " - Ma sia che può ; già solo io non invecchio . IX . He now and then insinuates that he was justified in entertaining expectations which were often flattered and always disappointed- E mi conforta , e dice ...
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... in which he had aban- doned her ; but he had hardly returned , when he again met with the same cold reception , which compelled him to groan , to fret , to fear the contempt of the world * -to depart once more 22 ON THE LOVE.
... in which he had aban- doned her ; but he had hardly returned , when he again met with the same cold reception , which compelled him to groan , to fret , to fear the contempt of the world * -to depart once more 22 ON THE LOVE.
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... fear fixed me to the spot - I knew not what became of me , nor where to go * . " At other times the same illusion would delight him even to ecstasy ; and he would fancy himself amidst the eternal joys of para- dise , when in his ...
... fear fixed me to the spot - I knew not what became of me , nor where to go * . " At other times the same illusion would delight him even to ecstasy ; and he would fancy himself amidst the eternal joys of para- dise , when in his ...
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... fear . " I arose , trem- bling , with the earliest dawn to quit a house where every thing inspired me with terror . I climbed the heights , I trod the woods , looking * MERIVALE'S translation of a Canzone of Petrarch , the whole of ...
... fear . " I arose , trem- bling , with the earliest dawn to quit a house where every thing inspired me with terror . I climbed the heights , I trod the woods , looking * MERIVALE'S translation of a Canzone of Petrarch , the whole of ...
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... fear of public opinion , and exalted by an earnest wish of perfecting the moral habits of their lover , and of changing their passion to a last- ing friendship — all these sensations , and per- haps many more , acting at the same time ...
... fear of public opinion , and exalted by an earnest wish of perfecting the moral habits of their lover , and of changing their passion to a last- ing friendship — all these sensations , and per- haps many more , acting at the same time ...
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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.