The Poets of the Nineteenth CenturyF. Warne and Company, 1886 - 620 Seiten |
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... pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last . Those lips are 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 ...
... pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last . Those lips are 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 ...
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... pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens , griev'd themselves at my concern , Oft gave me promise of thy quick return ; What ardently I wish'd , I long believ'd , And , disappointed still , was still deceiv'd ; By expectation every day beguil ...
... pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens , griev'd themselves at my concern , Oft gave me promise of thy quick return ; What ardently I wish'd , I long believ'd , And , disappointed still , was still deceiv'd ; By expectation every day beguil ...
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... pass'd into the skies . And now , farewell ! -Time unrevok'd has run His wonted course , yet what I wish'd is done . By contemplation's help , not sought in vain , I seem t ' have liv'd my childhood o'er again ; To have renew'd the joys ...
... pass'd into the skies . And now , farewell ! -Time unrevok'd has run His wonted course , yet what I wish'd is done . By contemplation's help , not sought in vain , I seem t ' have liv'd my childhood o'er again ; To have renew'd the joys ...
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... pass'd . Come , Summer visitant , attach To my reed - roof your nest of clay , And let my ear your music catch , Low twittering underneath the thatch , At the grey dawn of day . As fables tell , an Indian sage , The Hindustani woods ...
... pass'd . Come , Summer visitant , attach To my reed - roof your nest of clay , And let my ear your music catch , Low twittering underneath the thatch , At the grey dawn of day . As fables tell , an Indian sage , The Hindustani woods ...
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... pass'd the indignant temples frown'd , Low curses muttering from the vaulted ground ; Long aisles of cypress wav'd their deepen'd glooms , And quivering spectres grinn'd amid the tombs ; Prophetic whispers breath'd from Sphinx's tongue ...
... pass'd the indignant temples frown'd , Low curses muttering from the vaulted ground ; Long aisles of cypress wav'd their deepen'd glooms , And quivering spectres grinn'd amid the tombs ; Prophetic whispers breath'd from Sphinx's tongue ...
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AMELIA OPIE art thou beam beauty bend beneath bird bless breast breath breeze bright brow Bruges cheek cloud cold dark dead dear deep delight den Bosch Ditto dread dream earth face fair fear FELICIA HEMANS flowers gaze gentle gleam glory grave green grey hand hath heard heart heaven hill hour JAMES GODWIN Kilmeny land of mist Laodamia LEWESDON HILL light lips Lochiel lonely look look'd loud MARY RUSSELL MITFORD MARY TIGHE moon morning mother mountains ne'er nether earth never night o'er ocean pass'd pride rocks rose round Sack of Baltimore sails scene seem'd shade shadow shining shore sigh sight silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit star stood storm stream sweet tears thee thine thou art thought tree Twas vale voice wave weep wild wind wings youth