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Some there be that shadows kiss;
Such have but a shadow's bliss.
Some there be that shadows kiss;
Such have but a shadow's bliss.
Like Hezekiah's, backward runs
The shadow of my days.
Like Hezekiah's, backward runs
The shadow of my days.
Alas! must it ever be so?
Do we stand in our own light, wherever we go,
And read more
Alas! must it ever be so?
Do we stand in our own light, wherever we go,
And fight our own shadows forever?
Shadows are in reality, when the sun is shining, the most
conspicuous thing in a landscape, next to the read more
Shadows are in reality, when the sun is shining, the most
conspicuous thing in a landscape, next to the highest lights.
(Orion) A hunter of shadows, himself a shade.
(Orion) A hunter of shadows, himself a shade.
And the greater shadows fall from the lofty mountains.
[Lat., Majoresque cadunt altis de montibus umbrae.]
And the greater shadows fall from the lofty mountains.
[Lat., Majoresque cadunt altis de montibus umbrae.]
The worthy gentleman [Mr. Coombe], who has been snatched from us
at the moment of the election, and in read more
The worthy gentleman [Mr. Coombe], who has been snatched from us
at the moment of the election, and in the middle of the contest,
while his desires were as warm, and his hopes as eager as ours,
has feelingly told us, what shadows we are, and what shadows we
pursue.
Come like shadows, so depart!
Come like shadows, so depart!
The birds chaunt melody on every bush,
The snake lies rolled in the cheerful sun,
The green read more
The birds chaunt melody on every bush,
The snake lies rolled in the cheerful sun,
The green leaves quiver with the cooling wind,
And make a checkered shadow on the ground;
Under their sweet shade, Aaron, let us sit,
And whilst the babbling echo mocks the hounds,
Replying shrilly to the well-tuned horns,
As if a double hunt were heard at once,
Let us sit down and mark their yellowing noise;
And after conflict such as was supposed
The wand'ring prince and Dido once enjoyed,
When with a happy storm they were surprised,
And curtained with a counsel-keeping cave,
We may, each wreathed in the other's arms,
Our pastimes done, possess a golden slumber,
Whiles hounds and horns and sweet melodious birds
Be unto us as is a nurse's song
Of lullaby to bring her babe asleep.
