Household Friends for Every SeasonTicknor and Fields, 1864 - 327 pages |
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Page 69
... thoughts of the day lay up good treasures for the night ; whereby the impressions of imaginary forms arise into sober similitudes , acceptable unto our slumbering selves and preparatory unto divine impressions . Hereby Solomon's sleep ...
... thoughts of the day lay up good treasures for the night ; whereby the impressions of imaginary forms arise into sober similitudes , acceptable unto our slumbering selves and preparatory unto divine impressions . Hereby Solomon's sleep ...
Page 70
... thoughts or actions of the day are acted over and echoed in the night . Who can therefore wonder that Chrysostom should dream of St. Paul , who daily read his epistles ; or that Cardan , whose head was so taken up about the stars ...
... thoughts or actions of the day are acted over and echoed in the night . Who can therefore wonder that Chrysostom should dream of St. Paul , who daily read his epistles ; or that Cardan , whose head was so taken up about the stars ...
Page 72
... thought of them . He almost might dream himself a bubble extending unto the eighth sphere . A little water makes a sea ; a small puff of wind a tempest . A grain of sulphur kindled in the blood may make a flame like Ętna ; and a small ...
... thought of them . He almost might dream himself a bubble extending unto the eighth sphere . A little water makes a sea ; a small puff of wind a tempest . A grain of sulphur kindled in the blood may make a flame like Ętna ; and a small ...
Page 83
... thought of Jeanie in her grave , Who should have been a bride ; But who for joys brides hope to have Fell sick and died In her gay prime , In earliest Winter time , With the first glazing rime , With the first snow - fall of crisp ...
... thought of Jeanie in her grave , Who should have been a bride ; But who for joys brides hope to have Fell sick and died In her gay prime , In earliest Winter time , With the first glazing rime , With the first snow - fall of crisp ...
Page 96
... that Directors ' Room . They relucted a moment . But they thought of their togas of advertisements in danger . The blank check shook its blandishments before their eyes . " We take him , " they said , and 96 THEODORE WINTHROP .
... that Directors ' Room . They relucted a moment . But they thought of their togas of advertisements in danger . The blank check shook its blandishments before their eyes . " We take him , " they said , and 96 THEODORE WINTHROP .
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Page 166 - will seek the groves Where the lady Mary is, With her five handmaidens, whose names Are five sweet symphonies, Cecily, Gertrude, Magdalen, Margaret, and Rosalys.
Page 166 - And the souls mounting up to God Went by her like thin flames. And still she bowed herself and stooped Out of the circling charm; Until her bosom must have made The bar she leaned on warm, And the lilies lay as if asleep Along her bended arm. From the fixed place of Heaven she saw Time like a pulse shake fierce Through all the worlds.
Page 166 - THE blessed damozel leaned out From the gold bar of Heaven ; Her eyes were deeper than the depth Of waters stilled at even ; She had three lilies in her hand, And the stars in her hair were seven.
Page 51 - I care not much for gold or land ; — Give me a mortgage here and there, — Some good bank-stock, — some note of hand, Or trifling railroad share; — I only ask that Fortune send A little more than I shall spend. Honors are silly toys, I know, And titles are but empty names; — I would, perhaps, be Plenipo, — But only near St.
Page 166 - Her hair that lay along her back Was yellow like ripe corn. Herseemed she scarce had been a day One of God's choristers; The wonder was not yet quite gone From that still look of hers; Albeit, to them she left, her day Had counted as ten years.
Page 166 - I wish that he were come to me, For he will come,' she said. ' Have I not prayed in Heaven ? — on earth, Lord, Lord, has he not...
Page 166 - She gazed and listened and then said, Less sad of speech than mild — "All this is when he comes.
Page 52 - tis a sin To care for such unfruitful things; — One good-sized diamond in a pin, — Some, not so large, in rings, — A ruby, and a pearl, or so, Will do for me; — I laugh at show. My dame should dress in cheap attire; (Good, heavy silks are never dear;) — I own perhaps I might desire Some shawls of true Cashmere, — Some marrowy crapes of China silk, Like wrinkled skins on scalded milk.
Page 166 - Herself shall bring us, hand in hand, To Him round whom all souls Kneel, the clear-ranged unnumbered heads Bowed with their aureoles; And angels meeting us shall sing To their citherns and citoles.
Page 166 - The sun was gone now ; the curled moon Was like a little feather Fluttering far down the gulf; and now She spoke through the still weather. Her voice was like the voice the stars Had when they sang together.