Lord of
Lord of
good-night land native
My native land, good night!
food people hunger
That famish'd people must be slowly nurst, and fed by spoonfuls, else they always burst.
stories conversation
But stories somehow lengthen when begun.
white pearls champagne
Champagne with its foaming whirls/As white as Cleopatra's pearls.
gambling people excited
I have a notion that gamblers are as happy as most people - being always excited.
poetry speech
The poetry of speech.
prayer farewell air
Farewell! if ever fondest prayer For other's weal avail'd on high, Mine will not all be lost in air, But waft thy name beyond the sky.
eye kissing yellow
Oh! might I kiss those eyes of fire, A million scarce would quench desire; Still would I steep my lips in bliss, And dwell an age on every kiss; Nor then my soul should sated be, Still would I kiss and cling to thee: Nought should my kiss from thine dissever, Still would we kiss and kiss for ever; E'en though the numbers did exceed The yellow harvest's countless seed; To part would be a vain endeavour: Could I desist? -ah! never-never.
memories past thinking
They say that Hope is happiness But genuine Love must prize the past; And Mem'ry wakes the thoughts that bless: They rose first -- they set the last. And all that mem'ry loves the most Was once our only hope to be: And all that hope adored and lost Hath melted into memory. Alas! It is delusion all-- The future cheats us from afar: Nor can we be what we recall, Nor dare we think on what we are.
nature passion long
As long as I retain my feeling and my passion for Nature, I can partly soften or subdue my other passions and resist or endure those of others.
heart
Oh who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried.
summer senior winter
The English winter - ending in July to recommence in August
doubt paganism pagan-gods
I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
inspirational happiness twins
Happiness was born a twin.