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Beauty hath no lustre save when it gleameth through the crystal web that purity's fine fingers weave for it. - [Beauty] Full many a miserable year hath past-- She knows him as one dead, or worse than dead, And many a change her varied life hath known, But her heart none. - [Fidelity] My own lov'd light, That very soft and solemn spirit worships, That lovers love so well--strange joy is thine, Whose influence o'er all tides of soul hath power, Who lend'st thy light to rapture and despair; The glow of hope and wan hue of sick fancy Alike reflect thy rays: alike thou lightest The path of meeting or of parting love-- Alike on mingling or on breaking hearts Thou smil'st in throned beauty! - [Moon] No future hour can rend my heart like this, Save that which breaks it. - [Grief] Nor cell, nor chain, nor dungeon speaks to the murderer like the voice of solitude. - [Murder] The fountain of my heart dried up within me,-- With nought that loved me, and with nought to love, I stood upon the desert earth alone. And in that deep and utter agony, Though then, then even most unfit to die I fell upon my knees and prayed for death. - [Desolation] The limner's art may trace the absent feature, And give the eye of distant weeping faith To view the form of its idolatry; But oh! the scenes 'mid which they met and parted; The thoughts--the recollections sweet and bitter,-- Th' Elysian dreams of lovers, when they loved,-- Who shall restore them? - [Separation] The soul shares not the body's test. - [Sleep] There was one did battle with the storm With careless, desperate force; full many times His life was won and lost, as though he reck'd not-- No hand did aid him, and he aided none-- Alone he breasted the broad wave, alone That man was sav'd. - [Swimming] They said her cheek of youth was beautiful Till withering sorrow blanch'd the Bright rose there; But grief did lay his icy finger on it, And chill'd it to a cold and joyless statue. Methought she caroll'd blithely in her youth, As the couched nestling trills his vesper lay; But song and smile, beauty and melody, And youth and happiness are gone from her, Perchance--even as she is--he would not scorn her, If he could know her--for, for him she's change'd, She is much alter'd--but her heart-her heart! - [Fidelity] 'Tis well to be merry and wise, 'Tis well to be honest and true; It is best to be off with the old love, Before you are on with the new. - as used by him for the motto to "Bertram", produced at Drury Lane, 1816 [Love] O wretched is the dame, to whom the sound, "Your lord will soon return," no phrase brings. - Bertram (act II, sc. 5) [Wives] A malady Preys on my heart that med'cine cannot reach. - Bertram (act IV, sc. 2) [Sickness]
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