The Poets of the Nineteenth CenturyHarper & Bros., 1857 - 616 Seiten |
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... thine ardour has begun ! ' Tis fled afar , ere half thy purpos'd race be run . When the long - sounding curfew from afar Loaded with loud lament the lonely gale , Young Edwin , lighted by the evening star , Lingering and listening ...
... thine ardour has begun ! ' Tis fled afar , ere half thy purpos'd race be run . When the long - sounding curfew from afar Loaded with loud lament the lonely gale , Young Edwin , lighted by the evening star , Lingering and listening ...
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... Thine ardent votary bring , And bless his hours , and bid them move Serene , on silent wing ? " Oft let Remembrance sooth his mind With dreams of former days , When , in the lap of Peace reclin'd , He fram'd his infant lays ; When Fancy ...
... Thine ardent votary bring , And bless his hours , and bid them move Serene , on silent wing ? " Oft let Remembrance sooth his mind With dreams of former days , When , in the lap of Peace reclin'd , He fram'd his infant lays ; When Fancy ...
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... thine embryo vastness at a gulp . But Fate thy growth decreed ; autumnal rains Beneath thy parent tree mellow'd the soil Design'd thy cradle ; and a skipping deer , With pointed hoof dibbling the glebe , prepar'd The soft receptacle ...
... thine embryo vastness at a gulp . But Fate thy growth decreed ; autumnal rains Beneath thy parent tree mellow'd the soil Design'd thy cradle ; and a skipping deer , With pointed hoof dibbling the glebe , prepar'd The soft receptacle ...
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... Thine arms have left thee . Winds have rent them off Long since , and rovers of the forest wild , With bow and shaft , have burnt them . Some have left A splinter'd stump , bleach'd to a snowy white ; And some , memorial none where once ...
... Thine arms have left thee . Winds have rent them off Long since , and rovers of the forest wild , With bow and shaft , have burnt them . Some have left A splinter'd stump , bleach'd to a snowy white ; And some , memorial none where once ...
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... thine - thy own sweet smile I see , The same that oft in childhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails , else how distinct they say , " Grieve not , my child , chase all thy fears away ! " The meek intelligence of those dear eyes ( Blest be.
... thine - thy own sweet smile I see , The same that oft in childhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails , else how distinct they say , " Grieve not , my child , chase all thy fears away ! " The meek intelligence of those dear eyes ( Blest be.
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beam beauty bends beneath bird blue bosom Bouillabaisse bower breast breath bright brow charms cheek cloud cold dark dead dear deep delight DEN BOSCH dread dream earth EPICURUS fair Fancy fear flowers fond gaze gentle gleam glory grave green grey hand hast hath heard heart heaven hill hour Kilmeny King Arthur Lautaro LEWESDON HILL light living lonely look lov'd MARY TIGHE morning mortal decay murmur never night o'er ocean old oaken bucket pride Renegado rocks rose round round the twisted scene seem'd shade shining shore sigh sight silent Sir Bedivere sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stood storm stout spurs stream summer sweet tears thee thine thou art thought touch of grace tree trembling Twas vale voice wandering wave weep wild wind wings wood youth