Essays and Poems by Frances Mary OwenJohn Bumpus, 1887 - 252 pages |
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... nature . Whose is the sweet girlish face in the dark gondola that comes floating towards us from amongst the rich palaces of Venice ? A face little troubled by sorrow as yet , full of sympathy and love , full of brightness and enjoyment ...
... nature . Whose is the sweet girlish face in the dark gondola that comes floating towards us from amongst the rich palaces of Venice ? A face little troubled by sorrow as yet , full of sympathy and love , full of brightness and enjoyment ...
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... natures which longed with a passion of self - abnegation to make others happy . Iago rightly described her as ' so free , so apt , so blessed a disposition . She holds it a vice in her goodness not to do more than she is requested ...
... natures which longed with a passion of self - abnegation to make others happy . Iago rightly described her as ' so free , so apt , so blessed a disposition . She holds it a vice in her goodness not to do more than she is requested ...
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... am very sorry that you are not well . ' And her trust in Othello's nature too , how strong and loyal it is , when she loses the charmed handkerchief . " And but my noble Moor Is true of mind 6 SHAKESPERE AND GEORGE ELIOT .
... am very sorry that you are not well . ' And her trust in Othello's nature too , how strong and loyal it is , when she loses the charmed handkerchief . " And but my noble Moor Is true of mind 6 SHAKESPERE AND GEORGE ELIOT .
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... nature of the Saxon . Desdemona was living in an atmosphere of fervid passion , Dorothea in coldness and isolation . Othello's story was that he ' loved not wisely , but too well . ' Dorothea's husband was incapable of loving at all ...
... nature of the Saxon . Desdemona was living in an atmosphere of fervid passion , Dorothea in coldness and isolation . Othello's story was that he ' loved not wisely , but too well . ' Dorothea's husband was incapable of loving at all ...
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... nature is slow to acknowledge her failure , it is too large in its power of giving to admit the idea of sacrifice . Only the shadows are gathering about her , she hardly knows why . " When Mr. Casaubon said , ' Does this interest you ...
... nature is slow to acknowledge her failure , it is too large in its power of giving to admit the idea of sacrifice . Only the shadows are gathering about her , she hardly knows why . " When Mr. Casaubon said , ' Does this interest you ...
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Page 147 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay : Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Page 161 - STERN Daughter of the Voice of God! O Duty! if that name thou love, Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove; Thou, who art victory and law When empty terrors overawe; From vain temptations dost set free; And calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity! There are who ask not if thine eye Be on them; who, in love and truth, Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth: Glad Hearts! without reproach or blot; Who do thy work, and know it not: 0 if through confidence...
Page 144 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen!
Page 112 - LET the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said, " There is a man child conceived.
Page 58 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Page 157 - The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Page 154 - tis surely blind. But welcome fortitude, and patient cheer, And frequent sights of what is to be borne ! Such sights, or worse, as are before me here, Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.
Page 161 - I, loving freedom, and untried ; No sport of every random gust, Yet being to myself a guide, Too blindly have reposed my trust; And oft, when in my heart was heard Thy timely mandate, I deferred The task, in smoother walks to stray ; But thee I now would serve more strictly, if I may.
Page 102 - For, don't you mark? we're made so that we love First when we see them painted, things we have passed Perhaps a hundred times nor cared to see; And so they are better, painted — better to us, Which is the same thing. Art was given for that; God uses us to help each other so, 394 Lending our minds out.
Page 30 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.