Belgravia, Volume 30

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Willmer & Rogers, 1876

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Page 495 - Let not thine heart decline to her ways, go not astray in her paths. For she hath cast down many wounded : yea, many strong men have been slain by her. Her house is the way to hell, going down to the chambers of death.
Page 271 - Whose midnight revels by a forest side Or fountain some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Page 52 - Eat, drink and die, for we are souls bereaved: Of all the creatures under heaven's wide cope We are most hopeless, who had once most hope, And most beliefless, that had most believed.
Page 216 - I was witness of. the King sitting and toying with his concubines, Portsmouth, Cleveland, and Mazarine, &c., a French boy singing love songs, in that glorious gallery, whilst about twenty 50 of the great courtiers and other dissolute persons were at basset round a large table, a bank of at least 2000 in gold before them ; upon which two gentlemen who were with me made reflections with astonishment. Six days after, was all in the dust.
Page 143 - A SLUMBER did my spirit seal; I had no human fears: She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force ; She neither hears nor sees: Rolled round in earth's diurnal course. With rocks, and stones, and trees.
Page 324 - I hid my heart in a nest of roses, Out of the sun's way, hidden apart; In a softer bed than the soft white snow's is, Under the roses I hid my heart.
Page 73 - When two shall be one, and that which is without as that which is within, and the male with the female, neither male nor female.
Page 143 - 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 mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Page 49 - Softly the evening descends, Violet and soft. The sea Adds to the silence, below Pleasant and cool on the beach Breaking ; yes, and a breeze Calm as the twilight itself Furtively sighs through the dusk, Listlessly lifting my hair, Fanning my thought-wearied brow.
Page 180 - Do you know that this is Sunday on earth, when all must rest from their labours ? ' ' Sunday on earth, or Monday in heaven, it's all one to me ! ' laughed the woodcutter. ' Then bear your bundle for ever ! ' answered the stranger. ' And as you value not Sunday on earth, yours shall be a perpetual moon-day in heaven ; you shall stand for eternity in the moon, a warning to all Sabbathbreakers.

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