 Soared her clear spirit, waxing glad the while ; And is in its first home, there where it is. Who speaks thereof, and feels not the tears warm Upon his face, must have become so vile As to be dead to all sweet sympathies. Out upon him ! an abject wretch...  Dante the Man and the Poet - Page 38by Mary Bradford Whiting - 1922 - 190 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Dante Gabriel Rossetti - 1874 - 504 pages
...Heaven suddenly, And hath left Love below, to mourn with me, Beatrice is gone up into high Heaven, The kingdom where the angels are at peace ; And lives...his thought How she hath been among us, and is not. With sighs my bosom always laboureth In thinking, as I do continually, Of her for whom my heart now... | |
 | Dante Gabriel Rossetti - 1874 - 504 pages
...weary and most evil place Unworthy of a thing so full of grace. Wonderfully out of the beautiful form Who speaks thereof, and feels not the tears warm Upon...his thought How she hath been among us, and is not. With sighs my bosom always laboureth In thinking, as I do continually, Of her for whom my heart now... | |
 | William James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard - 1883 - 396 pages
...most weary place Unworthy of a thing so full of grace. Wonderfully out of the beautiful form Soar'd her clear spirit, waxing glad the while ; And is in...for a while turns in his thought How she hath been amongst us, and is not. With sighs my bosom always laboureth In thinking, as I do continually, Of her... | |
 | Dante Gabriel Rossetti - 1887 - 574 pages
...Heaven suddenly, And hath left Love below, to mourn with me. Beatrice is gone up into high Heaven, The kingdom where the angels are at peace ; And lives...his thought How she hath been among us, and is not. With sighs my bosom always laboureth In thinking, as I do continually, Of her for whom my heart now... | |
 | Dante Gabriel Rossetti - 1887 - 570 pages
...warm Upon his face, must have become so vile As to be dead to all sweet sympathies. Out upon him 1 an abject wretch like this May not imagine anything...his thought How she hath been among us, and is not. With sighs my bosom always laboureth In thinking, as I do continually, Of her for whom my heart now... | |
 | Dante Alighieri - 1897 - 538 pages
...Heaven suddenly. And hath left Love below, to mourn with me. Beatrice is gone up into high Heaven, The kingdom where the angels are at peace ; And lives...his thought How she hath been among us, and is not. With sighs my bosom always laboreth In thinking, as I do continually, Of her for whom my heart now... | |
 | Dante Alighieri - 1897 - 522 pages
...Heaven suddenly, And hath left Love below, to mourn with me. Beatrice is gone up into high Heaven, The kingdom where the angels are at peace ; And lives...his thought How she hath been among us, and is not. With sighs my bosom always laboreth In thinking, as I do continually, Of her for whom my heart now... | |
 | Dante Alighieri - 1897 - 528 pages
...Heaven suddenly, And hath left Love below, to mourn with me. Beatrice is gone up into high Heaven, The kingdom where the angels are at peace ; And lives...tears for his relief. But sighing comes, and grief, Anr1. the desire to find no comforter, (Save only Death, who makes all sorrow brief,) To him who for... | |
 | Dante Alighieri - 1899 - 178 pages
...Heaven suddenly, And hath left Love below, to mourn with me. Beatrice is gone up into high Heaven, The kingdom where the angels are at peace ; And lives...his thought How she hath been among us, and is not. With sighs my bosom always laboureth In thinking, as I do continually, Of her for whom my heart now... | |
 | Richard Garnett - 1899 - 432 pages
...friends is dead. Not by the frost of winter was she driven Away, like others ; nor by summer heats ; But through a perfect gentleness, instead. For from...comes, and grief, And the desire to find no comforter, With sighs my bosom always laboreth In thinking as I do continually, Of her for whom my heart now breaks... | |
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