Memoirs of an author [a novel].

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Sayfa 287 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war; Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown...
Sayfa 211 - When forced the fair nymph to forego, What anguish I felt at my heart ! Yet I thought — but it might not be so — 'Twas with pain that she saw me depart, She gazed, as I slowly withdrew, My path I could hardly discern ; So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return.
Sayfa 163 - But happy they, the happiest of their kind, Whom gentler stars unite, and in one fate Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend. 'Tis not the coarser tie of human laws, Unnatural oft, and foreign to the mind, That binds their peace ; but harmony itself, Attuning all their passions into love . Where friendship...
Sayfa 277 - Be hush'd, my dark spirit ! for wisdom condemns When the faint and the feeble deplore ; Be strong as the rock of the ocean that stems A thousand wild waves on the shore ! Through the perils of chance, and the scowl of disdain, May thy front be unalter'd, thy courage elate ! Yea ! even the name I have worshipp'd in vain Shall awake not the sigh of remembrance again : To bear is to conquer our fate.
Sayfa 144 - Muse on the last farewell I leave behind, Breathe a deep sigh to winds that murmur low, And think on all my love, and all my woe?
Sayfa 185 - ... there's a divinity that shapes our ends, rough hew them how we will.
Sayfa 44 - Stung with disease, and stupified with spleen ; Fain to implore the aid of flattery's screen, Even from thyself thy loathsome heart to hide (The mansion then no more of joy serene), Where fear, distrust, malevolence abide, And impotent desire, and disappointed pride...
Sayfa 114 - Then do not blame, if, though thyself inspire, Cautious I strike the panegyric string ; The Muse full oft pursues a meteor fire, And, vainly vent'rous, soars on waxen wing. Too actively awake at Friendship's voice, The poet's bosom pours the fervent strain, Till sad reflection blames the hasty choice, And oft invokes Oblivion's aid in vain.
Sayfa 143 - Shall soothe his aching heart for all the past — With many a smile my solitude repay, And chase the world's ungenerous scorn away. " And say, when summon'd from the world and thee, I lay my head beneath the willow tree, Wilt thou, sweet mourner!
Sayfa 164 - Tis not the coarser tie of human laws, Unnatural oft and foreign to the mind, That binds their peace, but harmony itself, Attuning all their passions into love ; Where Friendship full exerts her softest power, Perfect esteem enlivened by desire Ineffable, and sympathy of soul ; Thought meeting thought, and will preventing will, With boundless confidence : for nought but love Can answer love, and render bliss secure.

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