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Pagina 22
... once such dreams were mine ! Raim . And were they realized ? Youth ! Ask me not , Mon. But listen ! -I drew near my own fair home ; There was no light along its walls , no sound Of bugle , pealing from the watch - tower's height At my ...
... once such dreams were mine ! Raim . And were they realized ? Youth ! Ask me not , Mon. But listen ! -I drew near my own fair home ; There was no light along its walls , no sound Of bugle , pealing from the watch - tower's height At my ...
Pagina 41
... once , on charter'd wing , to range The realms of starr'd infinity ! Away ! Vain mockery of a bridal wreath ! The hour For which stern patience ne'er kept watch in vain Is come ; and I may give my bursting heart Full and indignant scope ...
... once , on charter'd wing , to range The realms of starr'd infinity ! Away ! Vain mockery of a bridal wreath ! The hour For which stern patience ne'er kept watch in vain Is come ; and I may give my bursting heart Full and indignant scope ...
Pagina 42
... once I deem'd so noble— Call me thy friend no more ! Raim . ( after a pause . ) Rise , dearest , rise ! Thy duty's task hath nobly been fulfill'd , E'en in the face of death ; but all is o'er , And this is now no place where nature's ...
... once I deem'd so noble— Call me thy friend no more ! Raim . ( after a pause . ) Rise , dearest , rise ! Thy duty's task hath nobly been fulfill'd , E'en in the face of death ; but all is o'er , And this is now no place where nature's ...
Pagina 43
... Once last night He cross'd my path , and with one stroke beat down A sword just raised to smite me , and restored My own , which in that deadly strife had been 43 Wrench'd from my grasp ; but when I would have press'd him To my exulting ...
... Once last night He cross'd my path , and with one stroke beat down A sword just raised to smite me , and restored My own , which in that deadly strife had been 43 Wrench'd from my grasp ; but when I would have press'd him To my exulting ...
Pagina 52
... once A mother and the babe , whose little life Was from her bosom drawn ! -Immortal deeds For bards to hymn ! Gui . ( aside . ) I look upon his mien , And waver . Can it be ? -My boyish heart Deem'd him so noble once ! -- Away , weak ...
... once A mother and the babe , whose little life Was from her bosom drawn ! -Immortal deeds For bards to hymn ! Gui . ( aside . ) I look upon his mien , And waver . Can it be ? -My boyish heart Deem'd him so noble once ! -- Away , weak ...
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.