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Pagina 13
... midst its darkness , nurse one soaring hope , Wherein is bright vitality .- " Tis to see His blood avenged , and his fair heritage , My beautiful native land , in glory risen , Like a warrior from his slumbers ! Hear'st thou not Pro ...
... midst its darkness , nurse one soaring hope , Wherein is bright vitality .- " Tis to see His blood avenged , and his fair heritage , My beautiful native land , in glory risen , Like a warrior from his slumbers ! Hear'st thou not Pro ...
Pagina 20
... midst festal throngs , With such deep hatred settled in their glance , My heart hath died within me . Eri . Am I then To pause , and doubt , and shrink , because a girl , A dreaming girl , hath trembled at a look ? Con . Oh ! looks are ...
... midst festal throngs , With such deep hatred settled in their glance , My heart hath died within me . Eri . Am I then To pause , and doubt , and shrink , because a girl , A dreaming girl , hath trembled at a look ? Con . Oh ! looks are ...
Pagina 30
... , And , as the shadowy visions of events Develop on his gaze , ' midst their dim throng , Dare , with oracular mien , to point , and say , THE VESPERS OF PALERMO . " This will bring happiness 30 THE VESPERS OF PALERMO .
... , And , as the shadowy visions of events Develop on his gaze , ' midst their dim throng , Dare , with oracular mien , to point , and say , THE VESPERS OF PALERMO . " This will bring happiness 30 THE VESPERS OF PALERMO .
Pagina 48
... midst the slain have slumber'd oft before , Making the shield their pillow , may repose Well , now their toils are done . - Is't not enough ? Con . Merciful Heaven ! have such things been ? And yet There is no shade come o'er the ...
... midst the slain have slumber'd oft before , Making the shield their pillow , may repose Well , now their toils are done . - Is't not enough ? Con . Merciful Heaven ! have such things been ? And yet There is no shade come o'er the ...
Pagina 80
... midst th ' eternal cliffs , whose strength defied The crested Roman , in his hour of pride ; And where the Carnedd , * on its lonely hill , Bore silent record of the mighty still ; Carnedd , a stone - barrow , or cairn THE MEETING OF ...
... midst th ' eternal cliffs , whose strength defied The crested Roman , in his hour of pride ; And where the Carnedd , * on its lonely hill , Bore silent record of the mighty still ; Carnedd , a stone - barrow , or cairn THE MEETING OF ...
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.