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Page 80 - Oh threats of Hell and Hopes of Paradise! One thing at least is certain — This Life flies; One thing is certain and the rest is Lies : The Flower that once has blown for ever dies.
Page 17 - Sigh no more, lady, sigh no more ; Men were deceivers ever ; One foot on sea and one on land, To one thing constant never. Hadst thou been fond, he had been false, And left thee sad and heavy ; For young men ever were fickle found, Since summer trees were leafy.
Page 23 - Yet stay, fair lady, turn again, And dry those pearly tears; For see, beneath this gown of gray Thy own true-love appears. "Here forced by grief and hopeless love, These holy weeds I sought; And here, amid these lonely walls, To end my days I thought. "But haply, for my year of grace Is not yet passed away, Might I still hope to win thy love, No longer would I stay.
Page 16 - And nowe, alas ! for thy sad losse, I'll evermore weep and sigh; For thee I only wisht to live, For thee I wish to dye.
Page 55 - I'm not joking; and sew up the little places — the grief rends — made by the rude buffeting of the world, "and, — ELSA. [Continues in the same tone as used by him, but adds to it a feeling of womanly pride] And — sometimes we make the rent worse — don't we ? — and sometimes — we tear the work out of spite. [Crosses to the right.] CURIO. [Follows her and with manliness continues her thought] Yes, and sometimes the seamstress gets caught, too ! ELSA. [Turns round to him and laughs] Really?...
Page 17 - His cheek was redder than the rose; The comeliest youth was he! But he is dead and laid in his grave: Alas, and woe is me...