Tixall letters; or The correspondence of the Aston family, and their friends, during the seventeenth century, with notes by A. Clifford

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Arthur Clifford
1815
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Page 101 - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the wat'ry floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore 170 Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Page 46 - How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot ! The world forgetting, by the world forgot: Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind ! Each prayer accepted, and each wish resign'd; 210 Labour and rest that equal periods keep; "Obedient slumbers that can wake and weep"; Desires composed, affections ever even; Tears that delight, and sighs that waft to Heaven. Grace shines around her with serenest beams, 215 And whisp'ring angels prompt her golden dreams. For her th...
Page 101 - And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky : So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high, Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, Where, other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love.
Page 30 - Canst thou forget that sad, that solemn day, When victims at yon altar's foot we lay ? Canst thou forget what tears that moment fell, When, warm in youth, I bade the world farewell ? As with cold lips I kiss'd the sacred veil, The shrines all trembled, and the lamps grew pale...
Page 47 - Bursts thro' the cypress-walk, the convent-cell, Oft will her warm and wayward heart revive, To love and joy still tremblingly alive ; The Whispered vow, the chaste caress prolong, Weave the light dance and swell the choral song ; With rapt ear drink the enchanting serenade, And, as it melts along the moonlight-glade, To each soft note return as soft a sigh, And bless the youth that bids her slumbers fly.
Page 65 - All is not Heaven's while Abelard has part ; Still rebel nature holds out half my heart ; Nor prayers nor fasts its stubborn pulse restrain, Nor tears for ages taught to flow in vain. Soon as thy letters trembling I unclose, That well-known name awakens all my woes.
Page 46 - For her th' unfading rose of Eden blooms, And wings of seraphs shed divine perfumes ; For her the spouse prepares the bridal ring ; For her white virgins hymeneals sing ; To sounds of heavenly harps she dies away, And melts in visions of eternal day.
Page 46 - Still thro' the gloom thy star serenely glows : Like yon fair orb, she gilds the brow of night With the mild magic of reflected light. The beauteous maid, who bids the world adieu, Oft of that world will snatch a fond review; Oft at the shrine neglect her beads, to trace Some social scene, some dear, familiar face : And ere with iron tongue, the vesper-bell Bursts thro...
Page 60 - Some verses 1 have seen which ar not ill: that is commendation enouf: she will think so too, I believe, when it comes upon the stage. I shall tremble for the poor wooman exposed among the critticks.
Page 118 - The greatest of my misfortunes is, that I cannot reward such gallant and loyal subjects as you are as I ought or would; for the present I must deal freely with you, and give you my...

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