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Seite 135 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Seite 75 - The village maid steals through the shade, Her shepherd's suit to hear; To beauty shy, by lattice high, Sings high-born cavalier. The Star of Love, all stars above, Now reigns o'er earth and sky; And high and low the influence know — But where is County Guy?
Seite 10 - Dieux, pour le confondre, l'accablent de trésors dont il n'ose jouir. Ce qu'il cherche pour être heureux est précisément ce qui l'empêche de l'être. Il regrette tout ce qu'il donne, et craint toujours de perdre; il se tourmente pour gagner. "On ne le voit presque jamais; il est seul, triste, abattu, au fond de son palais; ses amis mêmes n'osent l'aborder, de peur de lui devenir suspects.
Seite 75 - The lark, his lay who thrilled all day, Sits hushed his partner nigh ; Breeze, bird, and flower, confess the hour, But where is County Guy ? The village maid steals through the shade, Her shepherd's suit to hear; To beauty shy, by lattice high, Sings high-born Cavalier. The star of Love, all stars above, Now reigns o'er...
Seite 236 - The wretch condemned from life to part, Still, still on hope relies, And every pang that rends the heart Bids expectation rise. Hope, like the glimmering taper's light, Illumes and cheers our way ; And still, as darker grows the night, Emits a brighter ray.