 | George Lewis Smyth - 1826 - 524 pàgines
...mind: Her face was veiled, yet to my fancied sight, Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shin'd So clear, as in no face with more delight. But oh! as to embrace me she inclin'd, . I wak'd, she fled, and day brought back my night. The restoration of Charles the II. put... | |
 | 1864 - 998 pàgines
...sight Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shined So clear as in no face with more delight. But 0, as to embrace me she inclined, I waked ; she fled ; and day brought back my night, is tender and solemn, and Lycidas discloses the richest bloom of his virgin fancy. The fine lines,... | |
 | Joseph Ivimey - 1833 - 314 pàgines
...mind ! Her face was veiled ; yet to my fancied sight, Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shined So clear, 'as in no face with more delight. But Oh...waked ; she fled ; and day brought back my night." In the year 1656, he dedicated to the newly called parliament, "A Treatise of Civil Power in Ecclesiastical... | |
 | Joseph Ivimey - 1833 - 430 pàgines
...Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shined So clear, as in no face with more delight. But Oli! as to embrace me she inclined, I waked ; she fled ; and day brought back my night." In the year 1656, he dedicated to the newlycalled parliament, " A Treatise of Civil Power in Ecclesiastical... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1834 - 376 pàgines
...conceit in poetry, is that termination of Milton's sonnet on dreaming of his deceased wife, — But O, as to embrace me she inclined, I waked ; she fled ; and day brought back my night. It is strange that so good and cordial a critic as Warton should think this a mere conceit on his blindness.... | |
 | Harriet Martineau - 1836 - 416 pàgines
...sight Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shined So clear as in no face with more delight. But O, as to embrace me she inclined, . I waked, she fled, and day brought back my night." No incident could display more address, a more intimate acquaintance with the mysteries of sensibility... | |
 | James Wilson - 1838 - 372 pàgines
...mind ; Her face was veil'd, yet to my fancied sight, Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shined So clear, as in no face with more delight : But Oh...— I waked, she fled, and day brought back my night ! The daughter whom she bore him, soon followed her to the tomb. On the Restoration, he was obliged... | |
 | Sir Thomas Browne - 1841 - 346 pàgines
...mind : Her face was veiled, yet to my fancied sight Love, sweetness, goodness in her person shined So clear, as in no face with more delight. But, oh...inclined, I waked, she fled, and day brought back my night !" But the idea is common among the poets. Campbell describes the imagination of the weary soldier,... | |
 | Henry Alford - 1841 - 272 pàgines
...Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shined So clear, as in no face with more delight. But 0 ! as to embrace me she inclined, I waked ; she fled; and day brought back my night. The other is from the sweetest of our English poetesses : need we write, after saying this, Felicia... | |
 | John Milton - 1843 - 364 pàgines
...mind : Her face was veil'd, yet, to my fancied sight, Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shined So clear, as in no face with more delight. But, oh...waked— she fled — and day brought back my night. I. ON THE MORNING OF CHRIST S NATIVITY. HIS is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son... | |
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But, oh ! as to embrace me she inclined, I waked, she fled, and day brought back my night. 
