The Works of Mrs. Hemans: With a Memoir of Her Life, Tom 3William Blackwood and Sons, 1844 |
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... banner of our faith, the Cross of victory ! By this hath England conquer'd — field and flood Have own'd her sov'reignty — alone she stood, When chains o'er all the scepter'd earth were thrown, In high and holy singleness, alone, But ...
... banner of our faith, the Cross of victory ! By this hath England conquer'd — field and flood Have own'd her sov'reignty — alone she stood, When chains o'er all the scepter'd earth were thrown, In high and holy singleness, alone, But ...
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... banners wave, and falchions glare, Son of the mighty ! be thou there ! Think on the glorious names that shine Along thy sire's majestic line ; Oh, last of that illustrious race ! Thou wert not born to meet disgrace ! Well, well I know ...
... banners wave, and falchions glare, Son of the mighty ! be thou there ! Think on the glorious names that shine Along thy sire's majestic line ; Oh, last of that illustrious race ! Thou wert not born to meet disgrace ! Well, well I know ...
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... 'd ! He died — 'twas not where banners wave, And war-steeds trample on the brave ; He died — it was in Holy Land ; Yet fell he not by Paynim hand ; He sleeps not with his sires at rest, With trophied A TALE OF THE SECRET TRIBUNAL.
... 'd ! He died — 'twas not where banners wave, And war-steeds trample on the brave ; He died — it was in Holy Land ; Yet fell he not by Paynim hand ; He sleeps not with his sires at rest, With trophied A TALE OF THE SECRET TRIBUNAL.
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... not mark'd the ruin's flower, That blooms in solitary grace, And, faithful to its mouldering tower, Waves in the banner's place ? vol. in. e From those grey haunts renown hath pass'd. Time wins his A TALE OP THE SECRET TRIBUNAL.
... not mark'd the ruin's flower, That blooms in solitary grace, And, faithful to its mouldering tower, Waves in the banner's place ? vol. in. e From those grey haunts renown hath pass'd. Time wins his A TALE OP THE SECRET TRIBUNAL.
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... banners playing, And the clarion's music swelling Calls the vulture from his dwelling ; He comes, with trophies worthy of his line, The son of heroes, Ulric of the Rhine ! To his own fair woods, enclosing Vales in sunny peace 76 A TALE ...
... banners playing, And the clarion's music swelling Calls the vulture from his dwelling ; He comes, with trophies worthy of his line, The son of heroes, Ulric of the Rhine ! To his own fair woods, enclosing Vales in sunny peace 76 A TALE ...
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The Works of Mrs. Hemans: With a Memoir of Her Life, Volume 4 Browne (Miss ),Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans Podgląd niedostępny - 2015 |
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Strona 22 - And behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the LORD; but the LORD was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the LORD was not in the earthquake: And after the earthquake a fire; but the LORD was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.
Strona 21 - Then ye shall appoint you cities to be cities of refuge for you; that the slayer may flee thither, which killeth any person at unawares. 12 And they shall be unto you cities for refuge from the avenger; that the manslayer die not, until he stand before the congregation in judgment.
Strona 140 - Know ye not that there is a prince and a great man fallen this day in Israel?
Strona 254 - With blazoned streamers, and lances tall, Moved onwards in princely state. They came with heavy chains, For the race despised so long — But amidst his Alp-domains, The herdsman's arm is strong ! The sun was reddening the clouds of morn When they entered the rock-defile, And shrill as a joyous hunter's horn Their bugles rung the while. But on the misty height, Where the mountain people stood, There was stillness, as of night, When storms at distance brood.
Strona 22 - And behold the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and broke in pieces the rocks before the Lord ; but the Lord was not in the wind ; and after the wind an earthquake; but the Lord was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire ; and after the fire a still small voice.
Strona 253 - Twas the tread of steel-girt men. And a trumpet, pealing wild and far, 'Midst the ancient rocks was blown, Till the Alps replied to that voice of war With a thousand of their own.
Strona 302 - What marvel ? — you ne'er made Your breast the pillow of his infancy, While to the fulness of your heart's glad heavings His fair cheek rose and fell ; and his bright hair Waved softly to your breath ! — You ne'er kept watch Beside him, till the last pale star had set, And morn, all dazzling, as in triumph, broke On your dim weary eye ; not yours the face Which, early faded thro...
Strona 255 - Where the mountain-people stood, There was stillness as of night, When storms at distance brood. There was stillness as of deep, dead night, And a pause — but not of fear. While the Switzers gazed on the gathering might Of the hostile shield and spear. On wound those columns bright Between the lake and wood, But they look'd not to the misty height Where the mountain-people stood.
Strona 130 - THERE are bright scenes beneath Italian skies, Where glowing suns their purest light diffuse, Uncultured flowers in wild profusion rise, And nature lavishes her warmest hues ; But trust thou not her smile, her balmy breath, Away ! her charms are but the pomp of Death...
Strona 130 - Mais elle était du monde où les plus belles choses Ont le pire destin ; Et rose elle a vécu ce que vivent les roses, L'espace d'un matin.