So cruel prison how could betide, alas,
As proud Windsor? where I, in lust and joy,
With a King's son, my childish years did pass,
In greater feast than Priam's sons of Troy.
Where each sweet place returns a taste full sour.
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Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain,
Inconstant, childish, proud, and full of fancies.John Keats
Who dreamed that beauty passes like a dream?
For these red lips, with all their mournful pride,
Mournful that no new wonder may betide,
Troy passed away in one high funeral gleam,
And Usna's children died.William Butler Yeats
Remembering my grandfather, Colonel Sweet's pride with his membership in the Sons of the American Revolution, I am proud to be an American Compatriot.
Carson Grant
I built myself a house of glass:
It took me years to make it:
And I was proud. But now, alas!
Would God someone would break it.Edward Thomas
Nobody seemed to know where the King was. He was at Windsor choosing new furnishings for the little Queen's rooms; he was hunting at Eltham; he was at Leeds Castle; he was at Havering. He was here, he was there, restless as quicksilver. Certainly I never set eyes on him. I was disappointed. And yet I was relieved, too. It was common talk that the King's moods shifted this way and that you never knew what to expect.
Hilda Lewis
Howard, Henry, Earl of Surrey
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