...loved." Passion seeks the gratification of self; Love sacrifices itself. What says Tennyson ? — ' Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the...with might ; Smote the chord of self, that trembling passed in music out of sight.' " " Cite proofs, and not the fictions of poetry, if you wish to convert...

...heart ; and the present and the past riot within him : — Love took up the glass of Time, and turned it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken,...might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And herwhisper...

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...they should do me wrong;" Saying, " Dost thou love me, cousin ?" weeping, " I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his...sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on ill the chords with might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight....

...thou love me, cousin ?" weeping, " I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and tam'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken,...sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on aH the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Many...

...fearing they should do me wrong;" Saying, "Dost thou love me, cousin?" weeping, "I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; i Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote...

...clear eyes and floating hair of Paul Lynedon. CHAPTER HI. Love took up the glass of Time, and turned it In his glowing hands, * Every moment lightly shaken,...sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on nil the chords with might, Smete the chord of self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight....

...should do me wrong ; " Saying, " Dost thou love me, cousin ? " weeping, " I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his...Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might ; Smote the chord of Self, that,...

...cousin ? " weeping, " I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turned it in his Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring. And her whisper...

...cousin ?" weeping, " I have loved thee long." Love took up thte glass of Time, and turned it in his Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper...