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Page 227 - O part them never! If Hope prostrate lie, Love too will sink and die. But love is subtle, and doth proof derive From her own life that Hope is yet alive ; And bending o'er, with soul transfusing eyes, And the soft murmurs of the mother dove, Woos back the fleeting spirit, and half supplies: Thus Love repays to Hope what Hope first gave to Lore.
Page 227 - And bending o'er, with soul-transfusing eyes And the soft murmurs of the mother dove, Woos back the fleeting spirit and half -supplies ; — Thus Love repays to Hope what Hope first gave to Love Yet haply there will come a weary day When, overtasked at length, Both Love and Hope beneath the load give way. Then, with a statue's smile, a statue's strength, Stands the mute sister, Patience, nothing loth, And, both supporting, does the work of both.
Page 257 - There is a great deal of unmapped country within us which would have to be taken into account in an explanation of our gusts and storms.
Page 19 - The best laid schemes o' mice and men Gang aft a-gley ; And leave us naught but grief and pain For promised joy.
Page 84 - The ruling passion, be it what it will, The ruling passion conquers reason still.
Page 139 - Wer zum ersten Male liebt, Sei's auch glücklos, ist ein Gott; Aber wer zum zweiten Male Glücklos liebt, der ist ein Narr. Ich, ein solcher Narr, ich liebe Wieder ohne Gegenliebe ! Sonne, Mond und Sterne lachen, Und ich lache mit - und sterbe.