Bond and free, by the author of 'Caste'.1860 |
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Page 282 - BE thou content ; be still before His face, at whose right hand doth reign Fulness of joy for evermore, Without whom all thy toil is vain. He is thy living spring, thy sun, whose rays Make glad with life and light thy dreary days. Be thou content.
Page 160 - But I love you, sir : And when a woman says she loves a man, The man must hear her, though he love her not, Which . . hush ! . . he has leave to answer in his turn; She will not surely blame him.
Page 88 - Man is his own star, and that soul that can Be honest, is the only perfect man.
Page 44 - I have not a doubt she was thinking then Of her former lord, good soul that he was! Who died the. richest and roundest of men, The Marquis of Carabas.
Page 88 - Affliction, when I know it, is but this, A deep alloy whereby man tougher is To bear the hammer ; and the deeper still, We still arise more image of His will ; * Many, in those days, believed in astrology.
Page 298 - O Mutter, Mutter! hin ist hin! Verloren ist verloren! Der Tod, der Tod ist mein Gewinn! O war ich nie geboren! Lisch aus, mein Licht, auf ewig aus! Stirb hin, stirb hin in Nacht und Graus! Bei Gott ist kein Erbarmen; O weh, o weh mir Armen!
Page 198 - Trost SO komme, was da kommen mag ! So lang du lebest, ist es Tag. Und geht es in die Welt hinaus, Wo du mir bist, bin ich zu Haus. Ich seh' dein liebes Angesicht, Ich sehe die Schatten der Zukunft nicht.
Page 271 - Schleicht mir ins Herz hinein. Mir ist, als ob ich die Ha'nde Aufs Haupt dir legen sollt', Betend, dass Gott dich erhalte So rein und schon und hold.
Page 277 - Brust Von allem Leid genesen^!" „ Steh auf, steh auf, du armes Kind ! Ich kann dich nicht erheben ; Die Arme mir verschlossen sind, Die Brust ist ohne Leben. Sey traurig stets, wie ich es bin! Die Lieb' ist hin, die Lieb' ist hin, Und kehret niemals wieder.