Copeland's Treasury for Booklovers: A Panorama of English and American Poetry and Prose from the Earliest Times to the Present, Volume 1 |
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Page 85
Or if I myself find not , After parting , aught forgot , Nor debarred from Beauty's treasure , Let not tongue aspire to tell In what high joys I shall dwell ; Only thought aims at the pleasure . Sleep ( Sonnet XXXIX .
Or if I myself find not , After parting , aught forgot , Nor debarred from Beauty's treasure , Let not tongue aspire to tell In what high joys I shall dwell ; Only thought aims at the pleasure . Sleep ( Sonnet XXXIX .
Page 330
And now , with gleams of half - extinguished thought , With many recognitions dim and faint , And somewhat of a sad ... sense Of present pleasure , but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For future years .
And now , with gleams of half - extinguished thought , With many recognitions dim and faint , And somewhat of a sad ... sense Of present pleasure , but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For future years .
Page 333
And vital feelings of delight Shall rear her form to stately height , Her virgin bosom swell ; Such thoughts to Lucy I will give While she and I together live Here in this happy dell . " It is not to be thought of that the flood It is ...
And vital feelings of delight Shall rear her form to stately height , Her virgin bosom swell ; Such thoughts to Lucy I will give While she and I together live Here in this happy dell . " It is not to be thought of that the flood It is ...
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