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" O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread — You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow falls in the river — A moment white, then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point... "
Chronicle of the Hundredth Birthday of Robert Burns - Page 451
edited by - 1859 - 605 pages
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Lives of the Lord Chancellors and Keepers of the Great Seal of ..., Volume 10

John Campbell Baron Campbell - 1857 - 420 pages
...is much better, and not a little relieved in point of anxiety by the vote on the Catholic question." But — -" pleasures are like poppies spread— You seize the flower — its bloom is shed j Or like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever ; Or like the Borealis...
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Souvenirs of Travel, Volume 1

Octavia Walton Le Vert - 1857 - 356 pages
...waste. As we rushed along by acres of these glowing flowers, we often quoted the lines of Burns, " Pleasures are like poppies spread ; You seize the flower, — its bloom is shed." At the stations I often gathered them, but at the slightest touch the beautiful petals fell to the...
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Shirley

Charlotte Brontë - 1974 - 646 pages
...Reed, here recited by Shirley and Louis Moore, is held to possess a Virgilian quality. 12. (p. 464) 'Pleasures are like poppies spread/ You seize the flower - its bloom is sited': Robert Burns, Tam o'Shanter, II, 59-60. CHAPTER 28 1. (p. 473) to say with Paul -'I am not...
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Locations of Literary Modernism: Region and Nation in British and American ...

Alex Davis, Lee M. Jenkins - 2000 - 318 pages
...'Tarn o' Shanter' modulates into grandly resourced English-language moralising in a set of variations: But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white - then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race, That flit...
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Man Meets Dog

Konrad Lorenz - 2002 - 232 pages
...actually, I suppose I do. In human life all pleasures must be paid for by sorrow, for, as Burns says, Pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river A moment white — then melts for ever; and fundamentally I consider the man...
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The Gospel of Matthew

William Barclay - 1968 - 492 pages
...chances and the changes of this life. Robert Burns wrote in 'Tarn o' Shanter' of the fleeting things: But pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white - then melts for ever. Anyone whose happiness depends on things...
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Gettysburg Requiem: The Life and Lost Causes of Confederate Colonel William ...

Glenn W. LaFantasie - 2006 - 456 pages
...war flooded his emotions, Gates called to mind some lines written by his favorite poet, Robert Burns: "But pleasures are like poppies spread, you seize the flower, its bloom is shed." 11 On June 5, Hood's men—including Gates and the i5th Alabama— watched from atop a railroad embankment...
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Shirley

Charlotte Brontë - 2006 - 470 pages
...burst fitful from morsels of coal among the red cinders: the group were happy enough, but'Pleasures are like poppies spread; You seize the flower - its bloom is shed. 1 The dull, rumbling sound of wheels was heard on the pavement in the yard. 'It is the carriage returned,'...
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Shirley

Charlotte Brontë - 2006 - 398 pages
...burst fitful from morsels of coal among the red cinders: the group were happy enough, but'Pleasures are like poppies spread; You seize the flower - its bloom is shed.' The dull, rumbling sound of wheels was heard on the pavement in the yard. 'It is the carriage returned,'...
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Partners in God's Love

John Davey - 2007 - 405 pages
...purpose lies in the pursuit of pleasure. It is a doomed quest as Robert Bums (1759 - 1796) lamented: "But pleasures are like poppies spread; You seize the flower, its bloom is shed. Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white, then melts forever." As sure as the pursuit of pure and proper...
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