To live with them is far less sweet Than to remember thee.
Charles Lamb (1775 - 1834)
Source: I Saw thy Form.
Contributed by: Zaady
To sigh, yet feel no pain; To weep, yet scarce know why; To sport an hour with Beauty's chain, Then throw it idly by.
Source: The Blue Stocking.
By myself walking, To myself talking.
For thy sake, Tobacco, I Would do any thing but die.
Source: A Farewell to Tobacco
If thou would'st have me sing and play As once I play'd and sung, First take this time-worn lute away, And bring one freshly strung.
Source: If Thou would 'st have Me sing and play.
Oh, breathe not his name! let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid,
Source: Oh breathe not his Name.
For with G. D., to be absent from the body is sometimes (not to speak profanely) to be present with the Lord.
Source: Oxford in the Vacation.
And half had staggered that stout Stagirite.
Source: Written at Cambridge.
As sunshine broken in the rill, Though turned astray, is sunshine still.
Source: The Fire-Worshippers.
'T is sweet to think that where'er we rove We are sure to find something blissful and dear; And that when we 're far from the lips we love, We 've but to make love to the lips we are near.
Source: 'T is Sweet to Think.
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