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Like gentle rains on the dry plains, Making that green which late was grey; Or like the sudden moon, that stains Some gloomy chamber's window panes, With a broad light like day. SHELLEY. How …
The world had just begun to steal Each hope that led me lightly on, I felt not as I used to feel, And life grew dark and love was gone. THOMAS MOORE. While the young pair were thus struggling with…
It is the same, for be it joy or sorrow. The path of its departure still is free; Man's yesterday can ne'er be like his morrow, Nor aught endure save mutability. SHELLEY. The month of Ju…
But if for me thou dost forsake Some other maid, and rudely break Her worshipped image from its base, To give to me the ruined place— Then fare thee well—I'd rather make My bower upon some icy…
The music Of man's fair composition best accords, When 'tis in consort, not in single strains: My heart has been untuned these many months, Wanting her presence, in whose equal love True ha…
I am not One who much or oft delights To season my Friends with personal talk,— Of Friends who live within an easy walk, Or Neighbours, daily, weekly in my sight. And, for my chance acquaintance, Lad…
So loth we part from all we love, From all the links that bind us; So turn our hearts, where'er we rove, To those we've left behind us. THOMAS MOORE. On the following morning Mrs. Elizab…
Repentance is a tender sprite; If aught on earth have heavenly might, 'Tis lodged within her silent tear. WORDSWORTH. Mrs. Elizabeth Fitzhenry was not herself aware of all that Lady Lodore ha…
