The Poets of the Nineteenth CenturyRobert Aris Willmott Warne, 1892 - 559 Seiten |
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... smile . And oft the craggy cliff he loved to climb , When all in mist the world below was lost . What dreadful pleasure there to stand sublime , Like shipwreck'd mariner on desert coast , And view th ' enormous waste of vapour , toss'd ...
... smile . And oft the craggy cliff he loved to climb , When all in mist the world below was lost . What dreadful pleasure there to stand sublime , Like shipwreck'd mariner on desert coast , And view th ' enormous waste of vapour , toss'd ...
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... 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 the art that can ...
... 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 the art that can ...
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Robert Aris Willmott. Ah , that maternal smile ! -it answers - Yes I heard the bell toll'd on thy burial day , I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away , And , turning from my nursery window , drew A long , long sigh , and wept a last. 17 ...
Robert Aris Willmott. Ah , that maternal smile ! -it answers - Yes I heard the bell toll'd on thy burial day , I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away , And , turning from my nursery window , drew A long , long sigh , and wept a last. 17 ...
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... smile , ) Could those few pleasant days again appear , Might one wish bring them , would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart ; -the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd , perhaps I might.- But no - what here we call our life is ...
... smile , ) Could those few pleasant days again appear , Might one wish bring them , would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart ; -the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd , perhaps I might.- But no - what here we call our life is ...
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... smile to that scene could impart A charm , that might rival the bloom of the vale- But away , thou fond dream of my heart ! From thy rocks , stormy Lannow , I fly ! Now the blasts of the winter come on , And the waters grow dark as they ...
... smile to that scene could impart A charm , that might rival the bloom of the vale- But away , thou fond dream of my heart ! From thy rocks , stormy Lannow , I fly ! Now the blasts of the winter come on , And the waters grow dark as they ...
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ANN RADCLIFFE beam beauty beneath bird bosom breast breath breeze bright brow Bruges CHARLOTTE SMITH cheek cloud cold dark dead dear death deep delight den Bosch Ditto Ditto dread dream earth face fair fear FELICIA HEMANS flowers gaze gentle gleam glory grave green grey hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill holy hour JAMES GODWIN Kilmeny land Lautaro LEWESDON HILL light lonely look look'd loud moon morning mortal decay mother never night o'er ocean pride Renegado rocks rose round round the twisted Sack of Baltimore sail scene seem'd shade shadow shines shore sigh sight silent sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit star steed stood storm stout spurs stream sweet tears thee thine thou art thought torrent stream trees vale voice waves weep wild wind wings youth