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Strona vii
... leaves ; his mouth generous and good - humored , with dimples ; his nose sensual , prominent , and at the same time the ... leave his tradesmen to suffer for his want of fortune . Mingling careful economy with an intense love of all the ...
... leaves ; his mouth generous and good - humored , with dimples ; his nose sensual , prominent , and at the same time the ... leave his tradesmen to suffer for his want of fortune . Mingling careful economy with an intense love of all the ...
Strona xvi
... leave My Heart to rest • We loved . Where are the Visions Peace be around Thee Wind Thy Horn , My Hunter Common Sense and Genius · • Boy · · • Then , Fare Thee Well · Oh , guard Our Affection . • · · Gayly sounds the Castanet ...
... leave My Heart to rest • We loved . Where are the Visions Peace be around Thee Wind Thy Horn , My Hunter Common Sense and Genius · • Boy · · • Then , Fare Thee Well · Oh , guard Our Affection . • · · Gayly sounds the Castanet ...
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... leave the rest to Fancy's dream . Enough ' t is she ! ' t is all I seek ; It glows , it lives , it soon will speak ... leaves imagination to complete the picture , has been seldom adopted in the imitations of this beauti- ful poem ...
... leave the rest to Fancy's dream . Enough ' t is she ! ' t is all I seek ; It glows , it lives , it soon will speak ... leaves imagination to complete the picture , has been seldom adopted in the imitations of this beauti- ful poem ...
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... leave them loose to every breeze , To take what shape and course they please . Beneath the forehead , fair as snow , But flushed with manhood's early glow , And guileless as the dews of dawn , 2 Let the majestic brows be drawn , Of ebon ...
... leave them loose to every breeze , To take what shape and course they please . Beneath the forehead , fair as snow , But flushed with manhood's early glow , And guileless as the dews of dawn , 2 Let the majestic brows be drawn , Of ebon ...
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... leave his chains again . Even should they take his chains away , The little captive still would stay . " If this , " he cries , " a bondage be , Oh , who could wish for liberty ? " ODE XXI.2 OBSERVE when mother earth is dry , She drinks ...
... leave his chains again . Even should they take his chains away , The little captive still would stay . " If this , " he cries , " a bondage be , Oh , who could wish for liberty ? " ODE XXI.2 OBSERVE when mother earth is dry , She drinks ...
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Strona 241 - When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into heaven,— Those hues, that make the sun's decline So soft, so radiant, Lord ! are thine.
Strona 178 - BELIEVE ME, IF ALL THOSE ENDEARING YOUNG CHARMS. BEI.IF.VE me, if all those endearing young charms, Which I gaze on so fondly to-day, Were to change by to-morrow, and fleet in my arms, Like fairy-gifts fading away, Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou art, Let thy loveliness fade as it will, And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart Would entwine itself verdantly still.
Strona 190 - Left blooming alone ; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone ; No flower of her kindred, No rose-bud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes, Or give sigh for sigh. I'll not leave thee, thou lone one ! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Strona 153 - Why should we yet our sail unfurl? There is not a breath the blue wave to curl; But, when the wind blows off the shore, Oh! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past. Utawas' tide ! this trembling moon Shall see us float over thy surges soon.
Strona 243 - The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter comes, are flown ; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. But Thou wilt heal that broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe.
Strona 153 - Rapids are near and the day-light 's past ! -Why should we yet our sail unfurl? There is not a breath the blue wave to curl! But, when the wind blows off the shore, Oh ! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the day-light 's past ! Utawas...
Strona 468 - And ruder words will soon rush in To spread the breach that words begin ; And eyes forget the gentle ray They wore in courtship's smiling day ; And voices lose the tone that shed A tenderness round all they said; Till fast declining, one by one, The sweetnesses of love are gone...
Strona 244 - And Miriam the prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took a timbrel in her hand ; and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dances. And Miriam answered them, Sing ye to the LORD, for he hath triumphed gloriously ; the horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea.
Strona 464 - WHO has not heard of the Vale of CASHMERE, With its roses, the brightest that earth ever gave, * Its temples, and grottos, and fountains as clear As the love-lighted eyes that hang over their wave...
Strona 197 - Harp of my country ! in darkness I found thee, The cold chain of silence had hung o'er thee long, When proudly, my own Island Harp ! I unbound thee, And gave all thy chords to light, freedom, and song...