Select Prose of Robert SoutheyMacmillan, 1916 - 436 psl. |
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101 psl. - Love had he found in huts where poor men ' lie; His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky. The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
109 psl. - O God ! methinks it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain : To sit upon a hill, as I do now ; To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run, How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
179 psl. - Never indeed was any man more contented with doing his duty in that state of life to which it had pleased God to call him.
280 psl. - Behold, this have I found, saith the Preacher, counting one by one, to find out the account: which yet my soul seeketh, but I find not: one man among a thousand have I found; but a woman among all those have I not found.
194 psl. - The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination...
191 psl. - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
216 psl. - Where fairest shades did hide her ; The winds blew calm, the birds did sing, The cool streams ran beside her My wanton thoughts enticed mine eye To see what was forbidden : But better memory said, fie...
91 psl. - Thy dead men shall live, together with my dead body shall they arise. Awake and sing, ye that dwell in dust; for thy dew is as the dew of herbs, and the earth shall cast out the dead.
125 psl. - But I have sinuous shells of pearly hue Within, and they that lustre have imbibed In the sun's palace-porch, where when unyoked His chariot-wheel stands midway in the wave : Shake one and it awakens, then apply Its polish'd lips to your attentive ear, And it remembers its august abodes, And murmurs as the ocean murmurs there.
109 psl. - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself...