The Ladies' Companion, Volúmenes14-15

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William W. Snowden, 1841

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Página 42 - She, as a veil down to the slender waist, Her unadorned golden tresses wore Dishevelled, but in wanton ringlets waved As the vine curls her tendrils, which implied Subjection, but required with gentle sway, And by her yielded, by him best received Yielded, with coy submission, modest pride, And sweet, reluctant, amorous delay.
Página 146 - Nor less composure waits upon the roar Of distant floods, or on the softer voice Of neighboring fountain, or of rills that slip Through the cleft rock, and, chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles, lose themselves at length In matted grass, that with a livelier green Betrays the secret of their silent course.
Página 140 - In the naked temper which a merry heart discovered, he would say there was no danger, — but to itself: — whereas the very essence of gravity was design, and consequently deceit ; — 'twas a taught trick, to gain credit of the world for more sense and knowledge than a man was worth...
Página 146 - Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature. Mighty winds That sweep the skirt of some far-spreading wood Of ancient growth, make music not unlike The dash of ocean on his winding shore...
Página 43 - Give yourself no unnecessary pain, My dear Lord Cardinal. Here, mother, tie My girdle for me, and bind up this hair In any simple knot : ay, that does well. And yours I see is coming down. How often Have we done this for one another ! now We shall not do it any more. My lord, We are quite ready. Well, 'tis very well.
Página 76 - Symbol of Eternity imprisoned into Time!" it is not thy works, which are all mortal, infinitely little, and the greatest no greater than the least, but only the Spirit thou workest in, that can have worth or continuance.
Página 150 - His sides are broken by spots of shade, By the walnut bough and the cedar made, And through their clustering branches dark Glimmers and dies the firefly's spark — Like starry twinkles that momently break Through the rifts of the gathering tempest's rack.
Página 186 - ... a mind full of ideas, will be apt in speaking to hesitate upon the choice of both ; whereas common speakers have only one set of ideas, and one set of words to clothe them in; and these are always ready at the mouth : so people come faster out of...
Página 150 - The moon looks down on old Cronest: She mellows the shades on his shaggy breast. And seems his huge gray form to throw In a silver cone on the wave below...
Página 128 - ... the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into the mind.

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