The Poetical Works of Mrs. Felicia Hemans: Complete in One VolumeGrigg & Elliot, 1836 - 444 |
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... Tomb , -A Northern Legend , Valkyriur Song , The Cavern of the Three Tells , -Swiss Tradition , 24 1 The Cid's Departure into Exile , The Cid's Death - Bed , The Cid's Funeral Procession , The Cid's Rising , · ib . 26 25 RECORDS OF ...
... Tomb , -A Northern Legend , Valkyriur Song , The Cavern of the Three Tells , -Swiss Tradition , 24 1 The Cid's Departure into Exile , The Cid's Death - Bed , The Cid's Funeral Procession , The Cid's Rising , · ib . 26 25 RECORDS OF ...
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... Tomb of Virgil , 273 This mountain - scene , with sylvan Those eyes , whence love diffused . Fair Tajo ! thou ... Tombs of Platea , The View from IV CONTENTS .
... Tomb of Virgil , 273 This mountain - scene , with sylvan Those eyes , whence love diffused . Fair Tajo ! thou ... Tombs of Platea , The View from IV CONTENTS .
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... tomb ! -Ay , with their ashes hath the wind been sown , And with the wind their spirit shall be spread , Filling man's heart and home with records of the dead . XXVI . Thou Searcher of the Soul ! in whose dread sight Not the bold guilt ...
... tomb ! -Ay , with their ashes hath the wind been sown , And with the wind their spirit shall be spread , Filling man's heart and home with records of the dead . XXVI . Thou Searcher of the Soul ! in whose dread sight Not the bold guilt ...
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... tombs ring : -no , no ! I could not there ! LXXX . Not ' midst those aisles , through which a thou- sand years Mutely ... tomb ! And you , ye dead ! -- for in that faith ye slept , Whose weight had grown a mountain's on my heart , Which ...
... tombs ring : -no , no ! I could not there ! LXXX . Not ' midst those aisles , through which a thou- sand years Mutely ... tomb ! And you , ye dead ! -- for in that faith ye slept , Whose weight had grown a mountain's on my heart , Which ...
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... tomb , And kneel upon the dewy turf to pray ! But thou , what cave hath dimly chambered thee ? Vain dreams ! -oh ! art thou not where there is no more sea ? ( 19 ) LXII . The wind rose free and singing : —when for ever , O'er that sole ...
... tomb , And kneel upon the dewy turf to pray ! But thou , what cave hath dimly chambered thee ? Vain dreams ! -oh ! art thou not where there is no more sea ? ( 19 ) LXII . The wind rose free and singing : —when for ever , O'er that sole ...
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art thou banners beauty beneath bless blest bosom bowers brave breast breath breeze bright bright land bright waves broken flower brow cloud Conradin dark dead death deep doth dread dreams dwell e'en earth Elmina fair falchion farewell father fear flowers fount gaze glance gleam gloom glorious glory glow gone Gonzalez grave grief hath hear heart Heaven hills holy hope hour hushed land light lone look lyre METASTASIO midst mighty Montalba Moorish mournful murmur ne'er night o'er pale Procida proud Provençal Raimond repose rills rocks Roncesvalles rose round scene shade shadow shed shore shrine silent skies sleep slumber smile soft solemn song soul sound Spain spirit stars stream sunbeam sunny sweet swell sword tears tempest thee thine thou art Thou hast thought thrilling tomb tone unto Vittoria voice wake wave weep wild wind young
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Strona 65 - E'en while with us thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. Dust to its narrow house beneath ! Soul to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die.
Strona 277 - O'er each fair sleeping brow ; She had each folded flower in sight — ' Where are those dreamers now ? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one ; He lies where pearls lie deep; He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.
Strona 278 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set - but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!
Strona 270 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free...
Strona 269 - 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.
Strona 289 - Her lot is on you !— to be found untired, Watching the stars out by the bed of pain, With a pale cheek, and yet a brow inspired, And a true heart of hope, though hope be vain ; Meekly to bear with wrong, to cheer decay, And oh ! to love through all things— therefore pray...
Strona 332 - I HEAR thee speak of the better land, Thou call'st its children a happy band ; Mother! oh, where is that radiant shore? Shall we not seek it, and weep no more? Is it where the flower of the orange blows, And the fire-flies glance through the myrtle boughs ?" — " Not there, not there, my child...
Strona 244 - The better days of life were ours; The worst can be but mine; The sun that cheers, the storm that lowers, Shall never more be thine.
Strona 262 - ... The place was kept at board and hearth so long, The prayer went up through midnight's breathless gloom, And the vain yearning woke 'midst festal song ! Hold fast thy buried Isles, thy towers o'erthrown — But all is not thine own. To thee the love of woman hath gone down, Dark flow thy tides o'er manhood's noble head, O'er youth's bright locks, and beauty's flowery crown, — Yet must thou hear a voice — restore the dead ! Earth shall reclaim her precious things from thee ! — Restore the...
Strona 269 - I know whence the shadow comes o'er you now Ye have strewn the dust on the sunny brow ! Ye have given the lovely to earth's embrace, She hath taken the fairest of beauty's race, With their laughing eyes and their...