| Cyclopaedia - 1853 - 772 sider
...I still shall wait Some new hereafter, and a future state. Prior. 24 AFTER. AGE. We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter...is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Shelley. Oh! it is ecstacy in early days, When youth is ours — before the scorching... | |
| W H Cordeaux - 1853 - 118 sider
...never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught : Our sweetest aongs are those that tell of saddest thought. Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know,... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1853 - 334 sider
...deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest Bongs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If... | |
| Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 sider
...Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain...What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear, keen joyance Languor can not be : Shades of annoyance Never come near thee : Thou... | |
| 1854 - 456 sider
...with thine, would be all But an empty vaunt, — . A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain...What love of thine own kind ? What ignorance of pain ? With thy clear, keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 sider
...with thine would be all But an empty vaunt, — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain...What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear, keen joyance, Languor cannot be ; Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou... | |
| Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 332 sider
...Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain...What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain P With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest... | |
| John Cumming - 1854 - 388 sider
...hopefully to do so, for Christ's sake. CHAPTER XVI. • THE SCHOOL OF EXPERIENCE. " We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter...is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought." " For I have learned by experience that the Lord hath blessed me for thy sake."... | |
| 1854 - 268 sider
...comprehends his trust, and to the same Keeps faithful, with a singleness of aim. We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter...is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. SHELLEY. AOE. Rightly it is said That man descends into the vale of years ; Yet... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 sider
...thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. P What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain 1 What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind 1 what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear, keen joyance, Languor cannot be ; Shadow of annoyance Never... | |
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