Reginald Dalton

W. Blackwood and sons, 1849 - 505 sivua

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Sivu 75 - I saw her upon nearer view A Spirit, yet a Woman too ! Her household motions light and free, And steps of virgin liberty ; A countenance, in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A Creature not too bright and good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Sivu 75 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition , sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn ; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Sivu 414 - And babes, sweet-smiling babes, our bed. How should I love the pretty creatures, While round my knees they fondly clung! To see them look their mother's features, To hear them lisp their mother's tongue! And when with envy time transported Shall think to rob us of our joys, You'll in your girls again be courted, And I'll go wooing in my boys.
Sivu 220 - Grateful ! for the love of mercy, do not speak so — be calm, let me see you calm.' " ' How can I be calm ? what can I say ? Oh, Mr Dalton, it is your wild looks that have tortured me, for I thought I had been calm ! — Oh, sir, I pray you, be yourself — do not go from me thus — I am young and friendless, and I know not what I should do or speak. — You, too, are young, and life is before you— and I hope happiness — indeed I hope so.
Sivu 12 - Tis one of those who needs must leave the path Of the world's business to go wild alone: His arms have a perpetual holiday ; The happy man will creep about the fields, Following his fancies by the hour, to bring Tears down his cheek, or solitary smiles Into his face, until the setting sun Write fool upon his forehead.
Sivu 64 - There is no antidote against the opium of time, which temporally considereth all things : our fathers find their graves in our short memories, and sadly tell us how we may be buried in our survivors.
Sivu 220 - ... same deep whisper by which he had arrested her steps. She gazed on him while he spake with an anxious eye and a glowing cheek — when he stopped, the crimson fleeted away all in an instant. Pale as death, she opened her white and trembling lips, but not a word could come. The blood rushed again over cheek, brow, and bosom, and tears, an agony of tears, streamed from her fixed and motionless eyes. Reginald, clasping his forehead, sobbed out, " Thrice miserable! wretch ! miserable wretch! I have...
Sivu 218 - I asked for nothing, Miss Hesketh, I hope for nothing, I expect nothing. But since I do kneel I will not rise till I have said it — I love you, Ellen — I have loved you long — I have loved you from the first hour I saw you. I never loved before, and I shall never love another.
Sivu 218 - O Mr Dalton, you have seen my uncle — you think he is very badly, I see you do— you think you shall never see him again, I know you think so !' " ' No, 'tis not so ; he has invited me to come back with you now ; and besides, Mr Keith will get better — I hope, I trust, I am sure he will.
Sivu 113 - KING'S COLLEGE CHAPEL, CAMBRIDGE TAX not the royal Saint with vain expense, With ill-match'd aims the Architect who plann'd (Albeit labouring for a scanty band Of white-robed Scholars only) this immense And glorious work of fine intelligence ! — Give all thou canst; high Heaven rejects the lore Of nicely-calculated less or more : — So deem'd the man who fashion'd for the sense These lofty pillars, spread that branching roof Self-poised, and scoop'd into ten thousand cells Where light...

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