This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1886 edition. Excerpt: ...C. to be grave with, or D. to be gay, And with E. on each side, and F. right over you, Dry-rot at ease till the Judgment-day! THE ...Read MoreThis historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1886 edition. Excerpt: ...C. to be grave with, or D. to be gay, And with E. on each side, and F. right over you, Dry-rot at ease till the Judgment-day! THE LABORATORY. anciek Regime. Now that I, tying thy glass mask tightly, May gaze thro' these faint smokes curling whitely, As thou pliest thy trade in this devil's-smithy--Which is the poison to poison her, prithee? II. He is with her; and they know that I know Where they are, what they do: they believe my lean flow While they laugh, laugh at me, at me fled to the drear Empty church, to pray God in, for them!--I am heits. IIL Grind away, moisten and mash up thy paste, Pound at thy powder, --I am not in haste! Better sit thus, and observe thy strange things, Than go where men wait me and dance at the King's. iv. That in the mortar--you call it a gum? Ah, the brave tree whence such gold oozings come l And yonder soft phial, the exquisite blue, Sure to taste sweetly, --is that poison too? v. Had I but all of them, thee and thy treasures, What a wild crowd of invisible pleasures! To carry pure death in an ear-ring, a casket, A signet, a fan-mount, a filagree-basket! VI. Soon, at the King's, a mere lozenge to give And Pauline should have just thirty minutes to live! But to light a pastille, and Elise, with her head, And her breast, and her arms, and her hands, should drop dead! VII. Quick--is it fmished? The colour's too grim! Why not soft like the phial's, enticing and dim? Let it brighten her drink, let her turn it and stir, And try it and taste, ere she fix and prefer! VIII. What a drop! She's not little, no minion like me--That't why she ensnared him: this never will free The soul from those strong, great eyes, --say, "no!" To i hat pulse's magnificent come-and-go. IX. For only last night, as they whispered, I brought My own...Read Less
Good. Good hardcover, no DJ. Covers show light edge wear. Ex-Library (college) with usual markings. Text is clean and unmarked, though pages are tanned. Binding is tight, hinges strong. Tope edge is gilt.; 100% Satisfaction Guaranteed! Ships same or next business day!
Near Fine. 8vo Original cloth, only lightly rubbed, gilt decorations, gilt lettering to spine, top edges gilt. Provenance via book label of F. Chamberlin; Poems by one of the preeminent poets of Victorian England, Robert Browning master of the art of dramatic verse.
New. pp. 625. Pages 625 It is the reproduction of the original edition published long back (1886 ). Hardcover with sewing binding with glossy laminated multi-Colour Dust Cover, Printed on high quality Paper, professionally processed without changing its contents. We found this book important for the readers who want to know about our old treasure so we brought it back to the shelves. Print on Demand.
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