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Pagina 3
... Graves of a Household , 179 ON A LEAF FROM THE TOMB Mozart's Requiem , ib . OF VIRGIL , 77 The Image in Lava , 181 THE ... Grave of a Poetess , 134 The Exile's Dirge , 221 Notes on Records of Woman , 136 The Dreaming Child , 222 The ...
... Graves of a Household , 179 ON A LEAF FROM THE TOMB Mozart's Requiem , ib . OF VIRGIL , 77 The Image in Lava , 181 THE ... Grave of a Poetess , 134 The Exile's Dirge , 221 Notes on Records of Woman , 136 The Dreaming Child , 222 The ...
Pagina 10
... grave : their fount is closed , And all the soft and playful tenderness Which hath its home in woman's breast , ere yet Deep wrongs have sear'd it ; all is fled from mine . Urge me no more . Eri . O lady ! doth the flower That sleeps ...
... grave : their fount is closed , And all the soft and playful tenderness Which hath its home in woman's breast , ere yet Deep wrongs have sear'd it ; all is fled from mine . Urge me no more . Eri . O lady ! doth the flower That sleeps ...
Pagina 23
... grave ! -And now the hour 23 Of that atonement comes ! [ He takes the sword from the tomb . Raim . My spirit burns ! And my full heart almost to bursting swells . -Oh ! for the day of battle ! Pro . Raimond , they Whose souls are dark ...
... grave ! -And now the hour 23 Of that atonement comes ! [ He takes the sword from the tomb . Raim . My spirit burns ! And my full heart almost to bursting swells . -Oh ! for the day of battle ! Pro . Raimond , they Whose souls are dark ...
Pagina 27
... grave , At the vain breath of praise ? -I tell thee , youth , Our souls are parch'd with agonizing thirst , Which must be quench'd though death were in the draught : We must have vengeance , for our foes have left No other joy ...
... grave , At the vain breath of praise ? -I tell thee , youth , Our souls are parch'd with agonizing thirst , Which must be quench'd though death were in the draught : We must have vengeance , for our foes have left No other joy ...
Pagina 57
... grave Hath rights inviolate as a sanctuary's , And they should be my own ! Pro . Now , by just Heaven I will not thus be tortured ! -Were my heart But of thy guilt or innocence assured , I could be calm again . " But , in this wild ...
... grave Hath rights inviolate as a sanctuary's , And they should be my own ! Pro . Now , by just Heaven I will not thus be tortured ! -Were my heart But of thy guilt or innocence assured , I could be calm again . " But , in this wild ...
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
art thou beauty bird bless blue stream bowers breast breath breeze bright bright band brow child clouds Conradin dark dead death deep doth dreams dwell E'en earth faint fair farewell father fear flowers gaze gentle glad glance gleam gloom glorious glory glow gone grave grief harp hath heart heaven holy hope hour Joanna Baillie leaves light lone lyre midst Montalba mountain mountain bands mournful night o'er pale pass'd pour'd prayer PROCIDA proud Provençal Raim Raimond Rhine rich rill rose round scene seem'd shadow shed shine Sicilians Sicily silent sing skies sleep smile soft soft eyes solemn song soul sound spirit stars stranger's heart stream strong sunny sweet tears thee thine things thou art Thou hast thought thrilling tomb tone Twas unto voice wandering wave weep whisper wild wind wings woods young
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Pagina 539 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and watery depths; all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason.
Pagina 377 - They sin who tell us Love can die, With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...
Pagina 262 - Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand — Is it there, sweet mother, that better land ? Not there ; not there, my child.
Pagina 168 - What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? — They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground, — The soil where first they trod! They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God ! Felicia Hemans.
Pagina 167 - THE breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed ; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Pagina 167 - Why had they come to wither there, Away from their childhood's land? There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth; There was manhood's brow serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth.
Pagina 167 - Not as the conqueror comes, They, the true-hearted, came; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame: Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear; They shook the depths of the desert gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer.
Pagina 303 - A rose's brief, bright life of joy, Such unto him was given ; — Go ! thou must play alone, my boy ! Thy brother is in heaven.
Pagina 478 - For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers...
Pagina 137 - Through shade and sunny gleam; And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream. The merry homes of England! Around their hearths by night, What gladsome looks of household love Meet in the ruddy light! There woman's voice flows forth in song, Or childhood's tale is told, Or lips move tunefully along Some glorious page of old.