You'll dance, just for once, at our Ball. But out on the World ! from the flowers It shuts out the sunshine of truth : It blights the green leaves in the bowers, It makes an old age of our youth ; And the flow of our feeling, once in it, Like a streamlet... The London Magazine - الصفحة 1321829عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
| 1829 - عدد الصفحات: 512
...you were seldom a dancer, You'll dance, just for once, at our Ball. But out on the world ! — from the flowers It shuts out the sunshine of truth ; It blights the ijroen leaves in the bowers, It makes an old age of our youth : And the flow of our feeling, once in... | |
| Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 292
...surely would answer, An heiress quite fresh from Bengal ; — So, though you were seldom a dancer, But out on the world!—from the flowers It shuts...Though it cannot turn ice in a minute, Grows harder by sudden degrees. Time treads o'er the graves of affection ; Sweet honey is turned into gall; Perhaps... | |
| Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 296
...seldom a dancer, You'll dance, just for once, at our Ball. OUR BALL. But out on the world ! — from the flowers It shuts out the sunshine of truth : It...Though it cannot turn ice in a minute, Grows harder by sudden degrees. Time treads o'er the graves of affection ; Sweet honey is turned into gall ; Perhaps... | |
| Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1860 - عدد الصفحات: 336
...Miss Manners, who always abused you, For talking so much about Hock ; And her sister who often amused you, By raving of rebels and Rock ; And something...Though it cannot turn ice in a minute, Grows harder by sudden degrees. Time treads o'er the graves of affection ; Sweet honey is turned into gall; Perhaps... | |
| Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1864 - عدد الصفحات: 454
...though you were seldom a dancer, You'll dance, just for once, at our Ball. But out on the World ! from the flowers It shuts out the sunshine of truth : It...Though it cannot turn ice in a minute, Grows harder by sudden degrees : Time treads o'er the graves of affection ; Sweet honey is turned into gall ; Perhaps... | |
| Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1864 - عدد الصفحات: 466
...though you were seldom a dancer, You'll dance, just for once, at our Ball. But out on the World ! from the flowers It shuts out the sunshine of truth : It...leaves in the bowers, It makes an old age of our youth ; VOL. ir. p And the flow of our feeling, once in it, Like a streamlet beginning to freeze, Though... | |
| Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1865 - عدد الصفحات: 444
...though you were seldom a dancer, You'll dance, just for once, at our Ball. But out on the world !—from the flowers It shuts out the sunshine of truth: It...Though it cannot turn ice in a minute, Grows harder by sudden degrees. Time treads o'er the graves of affection ; Sweet honey is turned into gall; Perhaps... | |
| Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 438
...yon were seldom a dancer, You'll dance, just for once, at our Ball. But out on the world ! — from the flowers It shuts out the sunshine of truth; It...Though it cannot turn ice in a minute, Grows harder by sudden degrees. Time treads o'er the graves of affection ; Sweet honey is turned into gall ; Perhaps... | |
| Frederick Locker-Lampson - 1867 - عدد الصفحات: 410
...though you were seldom a dancer, You'll dance, just for once, at our Ball. But out on the World ! from the flowers It shuts out the sunshine of truth : It...Though it cannot turn ice in a minute, Grows harder by sudden degrees : Time treads o'er the graves of affection ; Sweet honey is turn'd into gall; Perhaps... | |
| Casket - 1873 - عدد الصفحات: 912
...truth ; It bliihts the green leaves in the bowers. It mikes an old age of our youth : And the d'>w ,if crook ' , тип dtfu«. TIM, e tread* o'er the grave of affection ; Sweet honey is turned into gall : — !'trhj[>3... | |
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