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Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: Cambridge Scholars Publishing, 164 Seiten, L=152mm, B=229mm, H=10mm, Gew.=249gr, Kartoniert/Broschiert, Klappentext: Purchase of … More...

Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: Cambridge Scholars Publishing, 164 Seiten, L=152mm, B=229mm, H=10mm, Gew.=249gr, Kartoniert/Broschiert, Klappentext: Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: II. GARDEN OF THE PALACE. Sextus and Antonius. SEXTUS. That is her chamber-shrine where enamoured vines Up to the windows mount like lovers bold, And carry clustering blossoms in their hands, And whisper words, sweet words with fragrant breath In through the casement. It is void and dark, As is my life when she is out of sight. That is her chamber, if the lying rogue, To whom I paid a mina for his news, Did not impose on me. But sit we here While I await impatient her return. And when we see that temple all aglow With her bright presence then thou shalt depart. Antonius. She loveth still ? Thou hast unshaken faith ? SEXTUS. Faith ! yea, in her forever ! Faith ? Why man, I tell thee faith is weak, is air, is naught Compared with mighty certainty I feel That she is changeless as the changeless truth. She is herself the very truth of love. I could as soon blaspheme the gods as doubt Her constancy. I know no difference Between such doubt and never-dying death. ANTONIUS. No absence, then, like dreary, beating storms, Or dragging fogs thick charged with decay Hath severed, or with corrosive tooth Asunder gnawed love-chains thou hast riveted On her caprices and inconstancy ? SEXTUS. Nay, absence hath no rust can rust love's gold, Nor can it gnaw such chains as those which bind My love to me, but only show their strength. Long time it is, ah me ! since last her eyes Told me how much she loved, her gentle voice, Assenting, echoed " love," her heart applauding. My heart stood still to listen; then it sang A paean, wild with joy, and sent in haste Hot messengers through every burning vein, And on each trembling nerve to every part, Rushing with shouts and calling loud " She loveth." ANTONIUS. Thou talk'st like l...<

ISBN: 9780217000185

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[ED: Softcover], [PU: Cambridge Scholars Publishing], Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: II. GARDEN OF THE PALACE. Sextus and Antonius. SEXTUS. That is her chamber-shrine where enamoured vines Up to the windows mount like lovers bold, And carry clustering blossoms in their hands, And whisper words, sweet words with fragrant breath In through the casement. It is void and dark, As is my life when she is out of sight. That is her chamber, if the lying rogue, To whom I paid a mina for his news, Did not impose on me. But sit we here While I await impatient her return. And when we see that temple all aglow With her bright presence then thou shalt depart. Antonius. She loveth still ? Thou hast unshaken faith ? SEXTUS. Faith ! yea, in her forever ! Faith ? Why man, I tell thee faith is weak, is air, is naught Compared with mighty certainty I feel That she is changeless as the changeless truth. She is herself the very truth of love. I could as soon blaspheme the gods as doubt Her constancy. I know no difference Between such doubt and never-dying death. ANTONIUS. No absence, then, like dreary, beating storms, Or dragging fogs thick charged with decay Hath severed, or with corrosive tooth Asunder gnawed love-chains thou hast riveted On her caprices and inconstancy ? SEXTUS. Nay, absence hath no rust can rust love's gold, Nor can it gnaw such chains as those which bind My love to me, but only show their strength. Long time it is, ah me ! since last her eyes Told me how much she loved, her gentle voice, Assenting, echoed " love," her heart applauding. My heart stood still to listen then it sang A paean, wild with joy, and sent in haste Hot messengers through every burning vein, And on each trembling nerve to every part, Rushing with shouts and calling loud " She loveth." ANTONIUS. Thou talk'st like l...Versandfertig in 6-10 Tagen, [SC: 0.00]<

ISBN: 0217000185

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