The Variorum and Definitive Edition of the Poetical and Prose Writings of Edward Fitzgerald: Including a Complete Bibliography and Interesting Personal and Literary Notes, Volume 3 (Google eBook)

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Doubleday, Page and Company, 1902
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Page 156 - Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say ' This thing 's to do,' Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do 't.
Page 16 - I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled ; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head.
Page 137 - A fiery soul, which, working out its way, Fretted the pigmy body to decay, And o'er-informed the tenement of clay...
Page 38 - Nay but, O man, who art thou that repliest against God? Shall the thing formed say to him that formed it, Why hast thou made me thus? Hath not the potter power over the clay, of the same lump to make one vessel unto honour, and another unto dishonour?
Page 17 - And this reviving Herb whose tender Green Fledges the River-Lip on which we lean Ah, lean upon it lightly ! for who knows From what once lovely Lip it springs unseen! Ah, my Beloved, fill the Cup that clears To-day of past Regrets and future Fears : To-morrow!
Page 18 - Myself when young did eagerly frequent Doctor and Saint, and heard great argument About it and about: but evermore Came out by the same door where in I went.
Page 31 - Ah, with the Grape my fading Life provide, And wash the Body whence the Life has died, And lay me, shrouded in the living Leaf, By some not unfrequented Garden-side.
Page 29 - Oh Thou, who didst with pitfall and with gin Beset the Road I was to wander in, Thou wilt not with Predestined Evil round Enmesh, and then impute my Fall to Sin!
Page 30 - After a momentary silence spake Some Vessel of a more ungainly Make; "They sneer at me for leaning all awry: What! did the Hand then of the Potter shake?
Page 18 - Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend ; Dust into Dust, and under Dust, to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and sans End!

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