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Side 40 - Give me a spirit that on this life's rough sea Loves to have his sails filled with a lusty wind, Even till his sail-yards tremble, his masts crack, And his rapt ship run on her side so low That she drinks water and her keel ploughs air. There is no danger to a man that knows What life and death is; there's not any law Exceeds his knowledge; neither is it lawful That he should stoop to any other law.
Side 260 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Side 206 - Ask me not what the maiden feels, Left in that dreadful hour alone: Perchance her reason stoops or reels; Perchance a courage, not her own, Braces her mind to desperate tone. The scattered van of England wheels; She only said, as loud in air The tumult roared, "Is Wilton there?" They fly! or maddened by despair Fight but to die — "Is Wilton there?
Side 206 - Are aglets on her sleeve, pins on her train : And those that should be powerful and divine, Do sleep in darkness when they most should shine.
Side 259 - Bos. Do you not weep? Other sins only speak; murder shrieks out: The element of water moistens the earth, But blood flies upwards and bedews the heavens. Ferd. Cover her face; mine eyes dazzle: she died young.
Side 20 - To be a cursed woman! when you knew Your blessing had no force to make me lewd, You laid your curse upon me ; that did more : The mother's curse is heavy; where that fights, Sons set in storm and daughters lose their lights.
Side 125 - I adore thee, love thee, worship thee ! (Victoria looks haughty and displeased.) Ah ! pardon me, I know not what I say. Ah ! frown not thus ! I cannot see thee frown. I'll do whate'er thou wilt, I will be silent ; But O ! a reined tongue, and bursting heart, Are hard at once to bear ! will thou forgive me ? Viet.