The Yale Literary Magazine, Volume 21, Issue 2Herrick & Noyes, 1855 |
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Page 65 - There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, 'She is near, she is near;' And the white rose weeps, 'She is late;' The larkspur listens, 'I hear, I hear;' And the lily whispers, 'I wait.
Page 46 - If now I have found grace in thy sight, put, I pray thee, thy hand under my thigh, and deal kindly and truly with me; bury me not, I pray thee, in Egypt: but I will lie with my fathers, and thou shalt carry me out of Egypt, and bury me in their buryingplace.
Page 60 - Nevertheless, he left not himself without witness, in that he did good, and gave us rain from heaven, and fruitful seasons, filling our hearts with food and gladness.
Page 46 - Nobler wines why do we pour ? Beauteous flowers why do we spread, Upon the monuments of the dead? Nothing they but dust can show, Or bones that hasten to be so. Crown me with roses...
Page 81 - Meanwhile welcome Joy, and Feast, Midnight Shout and Revelry, Tipsy Dance and Jollity. Braid your locks with rosy twine, Dropping odours, dropping wine Rigour now is gone to bed, And Advice with scrupulous head, Strict Age, and sour Severity, With their grave saws in slumber lie.
Page 49 - The trees of God, without the care Or art of man, with sap are fed ; The mountain cedar looks as fair As those in royal gardens bred.
Page 46 - Here are the lofty oak the beech, that 'wreaths its old fantastic roots so high,' the rustling pine, and the drooping willow, — the tree that sheds its pale leaves with every autumn, a fit emblem of our own transitory bloom ; and the evergreen, with its perennial shoots, instructing us that 'the wintry blast of death kills not the buds of virtue.' Here is the thick shrubbery, to protect and conceal the new-made grave ; and there is the wild-flower creeping along the narrow path, and planting its...
Page 79 - Milton has communicated to the reader, in the right way, a degree of information, which it was necessary for him to have, in order to obtain a satisfactory insight into the drama.