What Men Have Said about Woman ...Henry Southgate Routledge, Warne, & Routledge, 1865 - 320 páginas |
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... wander along , - More free in their limited range , richer ever Than man , proudly soaring with fruitless endeavour Through the infinite circles of science and song . Awoke like a harp , and as gently resembling Its 16 WOMAN .
... wander along , - More free in their limited range , richer ever Than man , proudly soaring with fruitless endeavour Through the infinite circles of science and song . Awoke like a harp , and as gently resembling Its 16 WOMAN .
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... wandering at its own will , And yet doth ever flow aright . And , on its full , deep breast serene , Like quiet isles my duties lie ; It flows around them and between , And makes them fresh and fair and green- Sweet homes wherein to ...
... wandering at its own will , And yet doth ever flow aright . And , on its full , deep breast serene , Like quiet isles my duties lie ; It flows around them and between , And makes them fresh and fair and green- Sweet homes wherein to ...
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... enslave me ; But her constancy's so weak , She's so wild and apt to wander , That my jealous heart would break , Should we live one day asunder . Rochester . Women can less easily surmount their coquetry than their passions WOMAN . 73.
... enslave me ; But her constancy's so weak , She's so wild and apt to wander , That my jealous heart would break , Should we live one day asunder . Rochester . Women can less easily surmount their coquetry than their passions WOMAN . 73.
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... Wandering , leaves a tender stain , Shining through the smoothest white That e'er did softest kiss invite- Now seem'd with hot and livid glow To press , not shade , the orbs below , Which glance so heavily , and fill , As tear on tear ...
... Wandering , leaves a tender stain , Shining through the smoothest white That e'er did softest kiss invite- Now seem'd with hot and livid glow To press , not shade , the orbs below , Which glance so heavily , and fill , As tear on tear ...
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... Martha in her own . Patmore . Her Heart the Seat of Passion . Woman may be a fickle thing , but it is where the capti- vation is of her fancy , not of her heart . Where she has formed the image in the play and wandering of her 136 WOMAN .
... Martha in her own . Patmore . Her Heart the Seat of Passion . Woman may be a fickle thing , but it is where the capti- vation is of her fancy , not of her heart . Where she has formed the image in the play and wandering of her 136 WOMAN .
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What Men Have Said about Woman: A Collection of Choice Sentences Henry Southgate Vista completa - 1866 |
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Términos y frases comunes
Ae fond kiss angel beauty blest bliss bloom blush bosom breast breath bright brow Byron charms chaste chastity cheek cheerful cherry ripe child dear death delight doth dream earth eyes face fair fairest fairy-ring fancy fear feel flowers fond frae gentle Gerald Massey Giles Fletcher glory grace grief hand happy hath Hazeldean heart heaven honour Jeremy Taylor kiss lady Lady Jane Grey lassie light lips live look look'd looking-glass lord Love's loveliness maid maiden marriage Massey mind modesty morning mother nature ne'er never night o'er pass'd passions pleasure praise pride pure Robert Greene rose round Sche seem'd Shakespeare shine sighs sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit stars sweet tears tender Tennyson thee thine things thou art thought true unto virtue voice Washington Irving wife winds woman women
Pasajes populares
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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?
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.