What Men Have Said about Woman: A Collection of Choice SentencesRoutledge, Warne & Routledge, 1865 - 320 páginas |
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... breath . Would I were secretary to your thoughts ! Edward Philips , nephew of Milton . - Though fate forbids such things to be , Yet , by thine eyes and ringlets curl'd ! I cannot lose a world for thee , But would not lose thee for a ...
... breath . Would I were secretary to your thoughts ! Edward Philips , nephew of Milton . - Though fate forbids such things to be , Yet , by thine eyes and ringlets curl'd ! I cannot lose a world for thee , But would not lose thee for a ...
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... breathing that Perfumes the chamber thus . The flame o ' the taper Bows towards her ; and would under - peep her lids , To see the enclosed lights , now canopied Under these windows , white and azure , laced With blue of heaven's own ...
... breathing that Perfumes the chamber thus . The flame o ' the taper Bows towards her ; and would under - peep her lids , To see the enclosed lights , now canopied Under these windows , white and azure , laced With blue of heaven's own ...
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... breath , May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet . Her Budding Beauty . Shakespeare . Thy unripe youth seem'd like the purple rose That to the warm ray opens not its breast , But , hiding still within its mossy vest , Dares not ...
... breath , May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet . Her Budding Beauty . Shakespeare . Thy unripe youth seem'd like the purple rose That to the warm ray opens not its breast , But , hiding still within its mossy vest , Dares not ...
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... breath ; For jewels , eyes ; for threads of purest gold , Hair ; for delicious choice of flowers , cheeks : - Wonder in every portion of that throne . Her Contemplative Beauty . John Ford . Thine eyes ' blue tenderness , thy long fair ...
... breath ; For jewels , eyes ; for threads of purest gold , Hair ; for delicious choice of flowers , cheeks : - Wonder in every portion of that throne . Her Contemplative Beauty . John Ford . Thine eyes ' blue tenderness , thy long fair ...
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... breath ; And there rose not a heave o'er her bosom's swell , And there seem'd not a pulse in her veins to dwell . Though her eye shone out , yet the lids were fix'd , And the glance that it gave was wild and unmix'd With aught of change ...
... breath ; And there rose not a heave o'er her bosom's swell , And there seem'd not a pulse in her veins to dwell . Though her eye shone out , yet the lids were fix'd , And the glance that it gave was wild and unmix'd With aught of change ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Ae fond kiss angel beauty beauty's blest bliss bloom blush bosom breast breath bright brow Byron calm charms chaste chastity cheek cheerful cherry ripe child dear death delight doth dream earth eyes face fair fairest fairy-ring fancy fear 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 thee thine things thou art thought true Twas unto virtue voice Washington Irving wife winds woman women youth
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 307 - 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 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 217 - 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 114 - When lovely woman stoops to folly. And finds, too late, that men betray. What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover. To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, — is to die.
Página 134 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
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 mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Página 208 - s froward, peevish, sullen, sour, And not obedient to his honest will, What is she, but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord ? I am ashamed, that women are so simple To offer war, where they should kneel for peace ; Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.
Página 104 - tis not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return.