The Poetical Works of Mrs. Felicia Hemans: Complete in One VolumeGrigg & Elliot, 1836 - 444 Seiten |
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... sweet eyelids lay . XXXIV . And if she mingled with the festive train , It was but as some melancholy star Beholds the dance of shepherds on the plain , In its bright stillness present , though afar . Yet would she smile - and that ...
... sweet eyelids lay . XXXIV . And if she mingled with the festive train , It was but as some melancholy star Beholds the dance of shepherds on the plain , In its bright stillness present , though afar . Yet would she smile - and that ...
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... sweet face covering with thy robe , when rest Fled from the sufferer ; thou hadst bound his faith Unto thy soul - one light , one hope ye chose - one death . XLI . So didst thou pass on brightly ! —but for her , Next in that path , how ...
... sweet face covering with thy robe , when rest Fled from the sufferer ; thou hadst bound his faith Unto thy soul - one light , one hope ye chose - one death . XLI . So didst thou pass on brightly ! —but for her , Next in that path , how ...
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... sweet moment of some heavenly strain , Floating between the savage gusts of night , That sweep the seas to foam ! Soon dark again The hour - the scene - th ' intensely present , rush'd Back on her spirit , and her large tears gushed ...
... sweet moment of some heavenly strain , Floating between the savage gusts of night , That sweep the seas to foam ! Soon dark again The hour - the scene - th ' intensely present , rush'd Back on her spirit , and her large tears gushed ...
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... sweet sister ! praise for this ! " LXVII . I started as from sleep ; -yes ! he had spoken- A breeze had troubled memory's hidden source ! At once the torpor of my soul was broken- Thought , feeling , passion , woke in tenfold force ...
... sweet sister ! praise for this ! " LXVII . I started as from sleep ; -yes ! he had spoken- A breeze had troubled memory's hidden source ! At once the torpor of my soul was broken- Thought , feeling , passion , woke in tenfold force ...
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... sweet ? -Even though love's mingling tears may haply bring Balm as they fall , too well their heavy showers Teach us how much is lost of all that once was ours ! XXIV . Not by the sunshine , with its golden glow , Nor the green earth ...
... sweet ? -Even though love's mingling tears may haply bring Balm as they fall , too well their heavy showers Teach us how much is lost of all that once was ours ! XXIV . Not by the sunshine , with its golden glow , Nor the green earth ...
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art thou banners beauty beneath bless blest bosom bowers brave breast breath breeze bright bright land bright waves broken flower brow cloud Conradin dark dead death deep doth dread dreams dwell e'en earth Elmina fair falchion farewell father fear flowers fount gaze glance gleam gloom glorious glory glow gone Gonzalez grave grief hath hear heart Heaven hills holy hope hour hushed land light lone look lyre METASTASIO midst mighty Montalba Moorish mournful murmur ne'er night o'er pale Procida proud Provençal Raimond repose rills rocks Roncesvalles rose round scene shade shadow shed shore shrine silent skies sleep slumber smile soft solemn song soul sound Spain spirit stars stream sunbeam sunny sweet swell sword tears tempest thee thine thou art Thou hast thought thrilling tomb tone unto Vittoria voice wake wave weep wild wind young
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Seite 65 - E'en while with us thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. Dust to its narrow house beneath ! Soul to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die.
Seite 277 - O'er each fair sleeping brow ; She had each folded flower in sight — ' Where are those dreamers now ? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one ; He lies where pearls lie deep; He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.
Seite 278 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set - but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!
Seite 270 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free...
Seite 269 - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Seite 289 - Her lot is on you !— to be found untired, Watching the stars out by the bed of pain, With a pale cheek, and yet a brow inspired, And a true heart of hope, though hope be vain ; Meekly to bear with wrong, to cheer decay, And oh ! to love through all things— therefore pray...
Seite 332 - I HEAR thee speak of the better land, Thou call'st its children a happy band ; Mother! oh, where is that radiant shore? Shall we not seek it, and weep no more? Is it where the flower of the orange blows, And the fire-flies glance through the myrtle boughs ?" — " Not there, not there, my child...
Seite 244 - The better days of life were ours; The worst can be but mine; The sun that cheers, the storm that lowers, Shall never more be thine.
Seite 262 - ... The place was kept at board and hearth so long, The prayer went up through midnight's breathless gloom, And the vain yearning woke 'midst festal song ! Hold fast thy buried Isles, thy towers o'erthrown — But all is not thine own. To thee the love of woman hath gone down, Dark flow thy tides o'er manhood's noble head, O'er youth's bright locks, and beauty's flowery crown, — Yet must thou hear a voice — restore the dead ! Earth shall reclaim her precious things from thee ! — Restore the...
Seite 269 - I know whence the shadow comes o'er you now Ye have strewn the dust on the sunny brow ! Ye have given the lovely to earth's embrace, She hath taken the fairest of beauty's race, With their laughing eyes and their...