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... natural appetites , within rational limits , from spiritual prohibition , -substituting a possible moderation for an impossible abstinence . Aurora Floyd . CHAPTER X. FIGHTING THE BATTLE . THE 56 A NEW VIEW OF SHAKESPEARE'S SONNETS .
... natural appetites , within rational limits , from spiritual prohibition , -substituting a possible moderation for an impossible abstinence . Aurora Floyd . CHAPTER X. FIGHTING THE BATTLE . THE 56 A NEW VIEW OF SHAKESPEARE'S SONNETS .
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Aurora Floyd . CHAPTER X. FIGHTING THE BATTLE . THE new year began in sadness at Felden Woods , for it found Archi- bald Floyd watching in the sick - room of his only daughter . Aurora had taken her place at the long dinner - table upon ...
Aurora Floyd . CHAPTER X. FIGHTING THE BATTLE . THE new year began in sadness at Felden Woods , for it found Archi- bald Floyd watching in the sick - room of his only daughter . Aurora had taken her place at the long dinner - table upon ...
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So Aurora Floyd talked of horses and dogs , and masters and govern- esses ; of childish troubles that had afflicted her years before , and of girlish pleasures , which , in her normal state of mind , had been utterly for- gotten . She ...
So Aurora Floyd talked of horses and dogs , and masters and govern- esses ; of childish troubles that had afflicted her years before , and of girlish pleasures , which , in her normal state of mind , had been utterly for- gotten . She ...
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... Aurora . What if , after all , this secret involved only some school - girl's folly ? No ; the crouching figure and ghastly face gave the lie to that hope . The secret , whatever it might be , was a matter of life and death to Aurora ...
... Aurora . What if , after all , this secret involved only some school - girl's folly ? No ; the crouching figure and ghastly face gave the lie to that hope . The secret , whatever it might be , was a matter of life and death to Aurora ...
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... Aurora Floyd ! And yet , after all , what was she to him ? What did it matter to him if she were well or ill ? The grave could never separate them more utterly than they had been separated from the very moment in which he discovered ...
... Aurora Floyd ! And yet , after all , what was she to him ? What did it matter to him if she were well or ill ? The grave could never separate them more utterly than they had been separated from the very moment in which he discovered ...
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Side 58 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
Side 58 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate ; For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Side 66 - Two loves I have of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still, The better angel is a man right fair: The worser spirit a woman coloured ill. To win me soon to hell my female evil, Tempteth my better angel from my side, And would corrupt my saint to be a devil: Wooing his purity with her foul pride.
Side 61 - What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you ; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new...
Side 60 - So am I as the rich, whose blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since, seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain jewels in the carcanet.
Side 98 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Side 109 - O ! mickle is the powerful grace that lies In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities : For nought so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give...
Side 63 - Now all is done, save what shall have no end; Mine appetite I never more will grind On newer proof, to try an older friend, A god in love, to whom I am confined: Then give me welcome, next my heaven the best, Even to thy pure and most most loving breast.
Side 63 - gainst my strong infection ; No bitterness that I will bitter think, Nor double penance, to correct correction. Pity me then, dear friend, and I assure ye Even that your pity is enough to cure me.
Side 56 - Poet's rage, And stretched metre of an antique song : But were some child of yours alive that time, You should live twice ; in it and in my rhyme.