Songs, Ballads, and Sacred SongsLongman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1849 - 284 pagina's |
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Pagina 2
... Youth had scarce written his name on her page . For Willumberg's daughter his young heart had beat , — For Rose , who was bright as the spirit of dawn , When with wand dropping diamonds , and silvery feet , It walks o'er the flow'rs of ...
... Youth had scarce written his name on her page . For Willumberg's daughter his young heart had beat , — For Rose , who was bright as the spirit of dawn , When with wand dropping diamonds , and silvery feet , It walks o'er the flow'rs of ...
Pagina 6
... youth who brings the Tempic laurel to Delphi is always attended by a player on the fute . ” Αλλα μην και τῳ κατακομιζοντι παιδι την Τεμπικην δαφνην εις Δελφους παρομαρτει αυλητης . Oh yes - and , as in former days , 6 SONGS AND BALLADS .
... youth who brings the Tempic laurel to Delphi is always attended by a player on the fute . ” Αλλα μην και τῳ κατακομιζοντι παιδι την Τεμπικην δαφνην εις Δελφους παρομαρτει αυλητης . Oh yes - and , as in former days , 6 SONGS AND BALLADS .
Pagina 11
... bewilder'd mind . Within he found them all in mirth , The night in dancing flew ; The youth another ring procur'd , And none the adventure knew . And now the priest has join'd their hands , The SONGS AND BALLADS . 11.
... bewilder'd mind . Within he found them all in mirth , The night in dancing flew ; The youth another ring procur'd , And none the adventure knew . And now the priest has join'd their hands , The SONGS AND BALLADS . 11.
Pagina 14
... youth to weep By Isabel in bed . And all that day a gloomy cloud Was seen on Rupert's brows ; Fair Isabel was likewise sad , But strove to cheer her spouse . And , as the day advanc'd , he thought Of coming night with fear ; Alas , that ...
... youth to weep By Isabel in bed . And all that day a gloomy cloud Was seen on Rupert's brows ; Fair Isabel was likewise sad , But strove to cheer her spouse . And , as the day advanc'd , he thought Of coming night with fear ; Alas , that ...
Pagina 16
... youth , and then Retir'd awhile to pray ; And , having prayed for half an hour Thus to the youth did say : " There is a place where four roads meet , " Which I will tell to thee ; " Be there this eve , at fall of night , " And list what ...
... youth , and then Retir'd awhile to pray ; And , having prayed for half an hour Thus to the youth did say : " There is a place where four roads meet , " Which I will tell to thee ; " Be there this eve , at fall of night , " And list what ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 39 - I've seen around me fall Like leaves in wintry weather, I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, 'Whose lights are fled Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed...
Pagina 250 - And it came to pass, that in the morning watch the Lord looked unto the host of the Egyptians through the pillar of fire and of the cloud, and troubled the host of the Egyptians...
Pagina 28 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn. "Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, 'The rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Pagina 32 - Those joyous hours are past away ; And many a heart, that then was gay, Within the tomb now darkly dwells, And hears no more those evening bells. And so 'twill be when I am gone ; That tuneful peal will still ring on, While other bards shall walk these dells, And sing your praise, sweet...
Pagina 243 - But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way. So grant me, GOD, from every care And stain of passion free, Aloft, through Virtue's purer air, To hold my course to Thee ! No sin to cloud, no lure to stay My Soul, as home she springs ; — Thy Sunshine on her joyful way, Thy Freedom in her wings ! FALLEN IS THY THRONE.
Pagina 242 - ... o'ershadows all the earth and skies like some dark beauteous bird whose plume is sparkling with unnumbered eyes that sacred gloom those fires divine so grand so countless Lord are thine...
Pagina 20 - THEY made her a grave, too cold and damp " For a soul so warm and true ; " And she's gone to the Lake of the Dismal Swamp, ' " Where, all night long, by a fire-fly lamp,
Pagina 264 - The glory of Lebanon shall come unto thee, the fir-tree, the pine-tree, and the box together, to beautify the place of my sanctuary ; and I will make the place of my feet glorious.
Pagina 28 - ... past ! Why should we yet our sail unfurl? There is not a breath the blue wave to curl ! But, when the wind blows off the shore, Oh ! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow ! the stream runs fast, The rapids are near, and the daylight's past ! Utawas tide ! this trembling moon Shall see us float over thy surges soon.
Pagina 250 - Praise to the Conqueror, praise to the Lord ! His word was our arrow, His breath was our sword. Who shall return to tell Egypt the story Of those she sent forth in the hour of her pride ? For the Lord hath looked out from His pillar of glory, And all her brave thousands are dashed in the tide. Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea ! Jehovah hath triumphed, — His people are free ! THOMAS MOORE.