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... Morning , When Her Early · 245 • • 246 The Leaf and the Fountain Cephalus and Procris 261 . 262 246 Youth and Age . 262 • 246 The Dying Warrior 263 • 247 The Magic Mirror . 263 247 The Pilgrim . . 263 · · 247 The High - Born Ladye 264 ...
... Morning , When Her Early · 245 • • 246 The Leaf and the Fountain Cephalus and Procris 261 . 262 246 Youth and Age . 262 • 246 The Dying Warrior 263 • 247 The Magic Mirror . 263 247 The Pilgrim . . 263 · · 247 The High - Born Ladye 264 ...
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... morning light , My love shall twine thee round her brow . Then , if upon her bosom bright Some drops of dew shall fall from thee , Tell her , they are not drops of night , But tears of sorrow shed by me ! In the poem of Mr. Sheridan's ...
... morning light , My love shall twine thee round her brow . Then , if upon her bosom bright Some drops of dew shall fall from thee , Tell her , they are not drops of night , But tears of sorrow shed by me ! In the poem of Mr. Sheridan's ...
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... morning star , But now that death has stolen thy light , Alas ! thou shinest dim and far , Like the pale beam that weeps at night . In the Veneres Blyenburgicæ , under the head of " Allusiones , ' we find a number of such frigid ...
... morning star , But now that death has stolen thy light , Alas ! thou shinest dim and far , Like the pale beam that weeps at night . In the Veneres Blyenburgicæ , under the head of " Allusiones , ' we find a number of such frigid ...
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... morning drops , 1 ' T was Love ! the little wandering sprite , etc. See the beautiful description of Cupid , by Moschus , in his first idyl . 2 In a Latin ode addressed to the grasshopper , Rapin has preserved some of the thoughts of ...
... morning drops , 1 ' T was Love ! the little wandering sprite , etc. See the beautiful description of Cupid , by Moschus , in his first idyl . 2 In a Latin ode addressed to the grasshopper , Rapin has preserved some of the thoughts of ...
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... morning , Gem , the vest of earth adorning , Eye of gardens , light of lawns , Nursling of soft summer dawns ; Love's own earliest sigh it breathes , Beauty's brow with lustre wreathes , And , to young Zephyr's warm caresses , Spreads ...
... morning , Gem , the vest of earth adorning , Eye of gardens , light of lawns , Nursling of soft summer dawns ; Love's own earliest sigh it breathes , Beauty's brow with lustre wreathes , And , to young Zephyr's warm caresses , Spreads ...
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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...