Heart Songs: A Book for the Gift-seasonMiss E. Hedge Crosby, Nichols, 1856 - 144 |
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... through the door : They saw but the shadow that lay on the floor : Their hearts they were chill : They drank the full beaker of cold mandragore ; They drank , and were still ! The light it was ashen ; the shade it was 20 RESURGAMUS .
... through the door : They saw but the shadow that lay on the floor : Their hearts they were chill : They drank the full beaker of cold mandragore ; They drank , and were still ! The light it was ashen ; the shade it was 20 RESURGAMUS .
Strona 21
... shade it was dun ; The hills hid the sun ; The sand in the golden - rimmed crystal was run : They slumbered the while . And grand were his features , unsullied by guile , In the dreamless repose ; And heavenly sweet was the peace of her ...
... shade it was dun ; The hills hid the sun ; The sand in the golden - rimmed crystal was run : They slumbered the while . And grand were his features , unsullied by guile , In the dreamless repose ; And heavenly sweet was the peace of her ...
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... shade ; - While those eyes , not large , but deep , ' Neath their night - black lashes sleep , Till the sudden - rising lid , Night displacing , gives , instead , All the azure of that day That hidden ' neath its lashes lay . And that ...
... shade ; - While those eyes , not large , but deep , ' Neath their night - black lashes sleep , Till the sudden - rising lid , Night displacing , gives , instead , All the azure of that day That hidden ' neath its lashes lay . And that ...
Strona 42
... shade ; Glossy hair , of deepest dye , O'er a forehead , broad , not high , Heightening the pensive tone From her long dark lashes thrown . View her in calm moonlight then ; Trace each softened feature plain ; But to paint the rising ...
... shade ; Glossy hair , of deepest dye , O'er a forehead , broad , not high , Heightening the pensive tone From her long dark lashes thrown . View her in calm moonlight then ; Trace each softened feature plain ; But to paint the rising ...
Strona 56
... am half afraid Lest some brave youth , who listens mute Amidst the misty woodland's shade , Of love should die ; For e'en the eye Sometimes the ear - loves Adelaide . Like to a star - lit winter's night , Glitters 56 MARY FRANCES KYLE.
... am half afraid Lest some brave youth , who listens mute Amidst the misty woodland's shade , Of love should die ; For e'en the eye Sometimes the ear - loves Adelaide . Like to a star - lit winter's night , Glitters 56 MARY FRANCES KYLE.
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Strona 90 - On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
Strona 90 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Strona 38 - When joys have lost their bloom and breath, And life itself is vapid, Why, as we reach the Falls of death, Feel we its tide more rapid? It may be strange — yet who would change, Time's course to slower speeding; When one by one our friends have gone, And left our bosoms bleeding ? Heaven gives our years of fading strength Indemnifying fleetness ; And those of Youth, a teeming length, Proportioned to their sweetness.
Strona 102 - And her bright-eyed cherub brother, — a serene, angelic pair, — Glide around my wakeful pillow with their praise or mild reproof, As I listen to the murmur of the soft rain on the roof. And another comes to thrill me with her eyes
Strona 135 - In what state God's other works may be, In their own tasks all their powers pouring, These attain the mighty life you see.
Strona 120 - A sigh for others' pain : The breath that soothes a brother's care Is never spent in vain. And though it throb at gentlest touch, Or Sorrow's faintest call, 'Twere better it should ache too much Than never ache at all. The heart, the heart that's truly blest, Is never all its own : No ray of glory lights the breast That beats for self alone.
Strona 37 - ... tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veiled a light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy forehead dim; Thus she stood amid the stocks, Praising God with sweetest looks: Sure, I said, Heaven did not mean, Where I reap thou shouldst but glean; Lay thy sheaf adown and come, Share my harvest and my home.
Strona 37 - But as the careworn cheek grows wan, And sorrow's shafts fly thicker, Ye Stars, that measure life to man, Why seem your courses quicker ? When joys have lost their bloom and breath And life itself is vapid...
Strona 34 - No second morn has ever shone for me; All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given, All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee. But when the days of golden dreams had perished, And even Despair was powerless to destroy...
Strona 33 - Cold in the earth — and fifteen wild Decembers, From those brown hills, have melted into spring: Faithful, indeed, is the spirit that remembers After such years of change and suffering!