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There's a palace in Florence the world knows well,
And a statue watches it from the square, And this story of both do our townsmen tell.
R. Browning. " The Statue and the Bust
When I tie about thy wrist, Julia, this my silken twist, For what other reason is't,
But to show thee how, in part,
Thou my pretty captive art ?
—But thy bond-slave is my heart.
Herrick. "The Bracelet"
I made a posy while the day ran by; Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band.
But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And withered in my hand.
Herbert. " Life and the Flowers."
There's a being bright whose beams Light my days and gild my dreams, Till my life all sunshine seems—
'Tis the Ladye cf Lee.
Francis Mahony (Father Prout).
Beautiful faces are those that wear— It matters little if dark or fair— Whole-souled honesty printed there.
A non.
Maiden 1 with the meek, brown eyes I In whose orbs a shadow lies, Like the dusk in evening skies 1 |
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