Memoirs of the Loves of the Poets: Biographical Sketches of Women Celebrated in Ancient and Modern PoetryLea & Blanchard, 1844 - 376 páginas |
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... look on like a dastard , and see his lady wooed and won by another ; -that the winds may fail him at sea ; -that in the battle he may be the first to fly , if he who has slandered him does not lie in his throat , " & c . , and so on ...
... look on like a dastard , and see his lady wooed and won by another ; -that the winds may fail him at sea ; -that in the battle he may be the first to fly , if he who has slandered him does not lie in his throat , " & c . , and so on ...
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... and voice of a sick man , but not the pale . ness and wasted looks of the sufferer ; and how often have you witnessed both in me . " - SADE , volume i . p . 281 . but in him were the fresh and spontaneous effusions of 46 LAURA .
... and voice of a sick man , but not the pale . ness and wasted looks of the sufferer ; and how often have you witnessed both in me . " - SADE , volume i . p . 281 . but in him were the fresh and spontaneous effusions of 46 LAURA .
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... looks were generally bent on the earth , " o per umiltade o per orgoglio . " In the portrait of Laura , which I saw at the Laurentian Library at Florence , the eyes have this characteristic downcast look . Her lover com- plains also of ...
... looks were generally bent on the earth , " o per umiltade o per orgoglio . " In the portrait of Laura , which I saw at the Laurentian Library at Florence , the eyes have this characteristic downcast look . Her lover com- plains also of ...
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... looks with which she tempered her anger , had left him for long years in doubt of her real sentiments , still doating , still suspecting , still hoping without end : Creovvi amor pensier mai nella testa , D ' aver pietà del mio lungo ...
... looks with which she tempered her anger , had left him for long years in doubt of her real sentiments , still doating , still suspecting , still hoping without end : Creovvi amor pensier mai nella testa , D ' aver pietà del mio lungo ...
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... look , think , speak , or move , was pain , -when to sit motionless and to gaze out upon the sun- shine , seemed to me the only supreme blessedness . In such moments as these , we can have sympathies with nature , but not with old books ...
... look , think , speak , or move , was pain , -when to sit motionless and to gaze out upon the sun- shine , seemed to me the only supreme blessedness . In such moments as these , we can have sympathies with nature , but not with old books ...
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Memoirs of the Loves of the Poets: Biographical Sketches of Women Celebrated ... Mrs. Jameson (Anna) Visualização completa - 1857 |
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Memoirs of the Loves of the Poets: Biographical Sketches of Women Celebrated ... Mrs. Jameson (Anna) Visualização completa - 1885 |
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addressed admiration affection afterwards Allan Cunningham alludes amatory amiable amore appears Ariosto attachment Beatrice beauty Canzone Castara celebrated character charms Chaucer conjugal Countess court Dante daughter death died Donne doth Duchess Earl elegant Elizabeth expression exquisite eyes fair fame fancy feeling female genius gentle grace grief happiness heart heaven heroines homage honour husband inspired Italian Klopstock Lady Mary Lady Sunderland Laura Leonora Leonora Baroni Leonora d'Este letters lines lived look Lord Lord Byron Lord Lyttelton Lorenzo lover Madame Madame de Staël marriage married Meta mind mistress never noble passion person Pescara Petrarch poems poet poetical poetry Pope praise Princess Provençal Queen racter Saint Lambert says sentiment smiles song Sonnet soul Spenser spirit Stella style sweet talents Tasso tears tenderness thee thing thou thought tion Troubadours truth Vanessa verse virtue Vittoria Vittoria Colonna Voltaire wife woman women wrote young youth
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Página 135 - And to his robbery had annex'd thy breath ; But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth A vengeful canker eat him up to death. More flowers I noted, yet I none could see But sweet or colour it had stol'n from thee.
Página 183 - O'er other creatures : yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems And in herself complete, so well to know • Her own, that what she wills to do or say Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best: All higher knowledge in her presence falls Degraded ; Wisdom in discourse with her Loses discountenanc'd, and like Folly shows...
Página 294 - Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met— or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Página 137 - ... No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Página 189 - Methought I saw my late espoused saint Brought to me like Alcestis from the grave, Whom Jove's great son to her glad husband gave, Rescued from death by force though pale and faint.
Página 194 - ASK me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of the day, For in pure love heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more...
Página 151 - At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Página 312 - tis his fancy to run ; At night he reclines on his Thetis's breast. So when I am wearied with wandering all day ; To thee, my delight, in the evening I come : No matter what beauties I saw in my way : They were but my visits, but thou art my home.
Página 137 - ... this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe. O, if, I say, you look upon this verse When I perhaps compounded am with clay, Do not so much as my poor name rehearse, But let your love even with my life decay, Lest the wise world should look into your moan And mock you with me after I am gone.
Página 211 - The marriage, if uncontradicted report can be credited, made no addition to his happiness ; it neither found them nor made them equal.