 t not enough to vex our souls, And fill our eyes, that we have set Our love upon a rose's leaf, Our hearts upon a violet ? Blue eyes, red cheeks, are frailer yet ; And, sometimes, at their swift decay Beforehand we must fret : The roses bud and bloom...  Poems - Page 270by Thomas Hood - 1846 - 273 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Fashion - 470 pages
...of pious mummery aw memory. There is a beautiful thought in iW' fully sad " Ode to Melancholy:"— " Forgive, if somewhile I forget, In woe to come, the...frighted Proserpine let fall Her flowers at the sight of Du. Even so the dark and bright will k»i The sunniest things throw sternest sbM^ And there is even... | |
 | American poetry - 1862 - 512 pages
...the past-away, there may be then No resurrection in the minds of men. FROM AN ODE TO MELANCHOLY. O clasp me, sweet, whilst thou art mine, And do not...Proserpine let fall Her flowers at the sight of Dis, Even so the dark and bright will kiss. The sunniest things throw sternest shade And there is even a... | |
 | Thomas Hood - English literature - 1845 - 434 pages
...The roses bud and bloom again ; But love may haunt the grave of love, And watch the mould in vain. O clasp me, sweet, whilst thou art mine, And do not...stern as this : Forgive, if somewhile I forget, In wo to come, the present bliss. As frighted Proserpine let fall Her flowers at the sight of Dis, Ev'n... | |
 | English literature - 1845 - 614 pages
...again ; But love may haunt the grave of love, And watch the mould in vain. O clasp me, sweet, while fitful and uneven, And now 'tis deadly pale ; And...sulphur-smoke, And quenched is its rayless beam, And now with somewhat I forget, In wo to come, the present bliss, As frighted Proserpine let fall Her flowers at... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...of brick. FROM AN ODE TO MELANCHOLY. Он ! clasp me, sweet, whilst thou art mine, And do not dike my tears amiss; For tears must flow to wash away A...stern as this : Forgive, if somewhile I forget, In wo to come, the present bliss. As frighted Proserpine let fall Her flowers at the sight of Die, Even... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1845 - 442 pages
...The roses bud and bloom again ; But love may haunt the grave of love, And watch the mould in vain. O clasp me, sweet, whilst thou art mine, And do not...; For tears must flow to wash away A thought that ?hows so stern as this : Forgive, if somewhile I forget, In wo to come, the present bliss. As frighted... | |
 | English literature - 1846 - 674 pages
...gilded rain I VOL. LXXXIII. NO. CLXVIII. 2 C ' Oh clasp me, sweet, whilst thou art mine, And do nut take my tears amiss ; For tears must flow to wash...Proserpine let fall Her flowers at the sight of Dis, Kv'n go the dark and bright will kiss. The sunniest things throw sternest shade, And there is ev'na... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 pages
...In greenwood shades, — my eyes detest This endless meal of brick. FROM AN ODE TO MELANCHOLY. OR ! clasp me, sweet, whilst thou art mine, And do not...stern as this : Forgive, if somewhile I forget, In wo to come, the present bliss. As frighU'd Proserpine let fall Her flowers at the sight of Dis, Even... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1846 - 672 pages
...The roses bud and bloom again ; But love may haunt the grave of love, And watch the mould in vain. O clasp me, sweet, whilst thou art mine, And do not...stern as this : Forgive, if somewhile I forget, In wo to come, the present bliss. As frighted Proserpine let fall Her flowers at the sight of Dis, Ev'n... | |
 | Periodicals - 1846 - 730 pages
...and eddying of the dry ¡eaves; and without any great violence, fickle and changeful throughout. " Oh clasp me, sweet, whilst thou art mine, And do not take my teara amiss, For tears must flow to wash away A thought that shows so stern as this ! Forgive, if somewhile... | |
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