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... sleep they lost their pain , And thought of early years— Of early years when all was fair , Of faces sweet and pale ; They woke the angel bending there Was - FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE ! Bennoch . About sunset , however , as I was preparing ...
... sleep they lost their pain , And thought of early years— Of early years when all was fair , Of faces sweet and pale ; They woke the angel bending there Was - FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE ! Bennoch . About sunset , however , as I was preparing ...
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... sleep there without apprehension - called to the female part of her family , who had stood gazing on me all the while in fixed astonishment , to resume their task of spinning cotton , in which they continued to employ them- selves great ...
... sleep there without apprehension - called to the female part of her family , who had stood gazing on me all the while in fixed astonishment , to resume their task of spinning cotton , in which they continued to employ them- selves great ...
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... sleeps ; A heart within whose sacred cell The peaceful virtues loved to dwell . Affection warm , and faith sincere , And soft humanity were there . In agony , in death resign'd , She felt the wound she left behind , Her infant image ...
... sleeps ; A heart within whose sacred cell The peaceful virtues loved to dwell . Affection warm , and faith sincere , And soft humanity were there . In agony , in death resign'd , She felt the wound she left behind , Her infant image ...
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... sleep with me ; And they who should attest thy glory , Will or forget or not believe this story . Then to increase thy triumph , let me rest , Since by thine eye slain , buried in thy breast . Thomas Stanley . I loved thee long and ...
... sleep with me ; And they who should attest thy glory , Will or forget or not believe this story . Then to increase thy triumph , let me rest , Since by thine eye slain , buried in thy breast . Thomas Stanley . I loved thee long and ...
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... remember Thy disdain , To quicken love's pale ember , Florence Vane . The lilies of the valley By young graves weep ; The daisies love to dally Where maidens sleep . May their bloom , in beauty vying , Never wane WOMAN . 93.
... remember Thy disdain , To quicken love's pale ember , Florence Vane . The lilies of the valley By young graves weep ; The daisies love to dally Where maidens sleep . May their bloom , in beauty vying , Never wane WOMAN . 93.
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Page 30 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles, and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Page 216 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Page 295 - Who can find a virtuous woman ? for her price is far above rubies. The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil. She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life. She seeketh wool and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands. She is like the merchants' ships ; she bringeth her food from afar.
Page 228 - But gladly, as the precept were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile...
Page 119 - So excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember?
Page 88 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint : She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven : Porphyro grew faint : She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Page 172 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires: As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts, and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires:— Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Page 215 - And, father cardinal, I have heard you say That we shall see and know our friends in heaven: If that be true, I shall see my boy again; For since the birth of Cain, the first male child, To him that did but yesterday suspire, There was not such a gracious creature born.
Page 20 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Page 72 - Toilsome and indigent) she renders much ; Just knows, and knows no more, her bible true, A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew, And in that charter reads, with sparkling eyes, Her title to a treasure in the skies.