Theodric: A Domestic Tale, and Other PoemsLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green, 1824 - 149 Seiten |
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... deep sorrows of the Moor , — What English heart was not on fire With him at Agincourt ? And yet a majesty possess'd His transport's most impetuous tone , And to each passion of his breast The Graces gave their zone . High were the task ...
... deep sorrows of the Moor , — What English heart was not on fire With him at Agincourt ? And yet a majesty possess'd His transport's most impetuous tone , And to each passion of his breast The Graces gave their zone . High were the task ...
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... deep sorrow of the public heart , Which like a shade hath darken'd ev'ry place , And moisten'd with a tear the manliest face ! The bell is scarcely hush'd in Windsor's piles , That toll'd a requiem from the solemn aisles , 70 LINES ...
... deep sorrow of the public heart , Which like a shade hath darken'd ev'ry place , And moisten'd with a tear the manliest face ! The bell is scarcely hush'd in Windsor's piles , That toll'd a requiem from the solemn aisles , 70 LINES ...
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... deep . What though , untouch'd by jealous madness , Our bosom's peace may fall to wreck ; Th ' undoubting heart , that breaks with sadness , Is but more slowly doom'd to break . Absence ! is not the soul torn by it From ( 104 ) ABSENCE.
... deep . What though , untouch'd by jealous madness , Our bosom's peace may fall to wreck ; Th ' undoubting heart , that breaks with sadness , Is but more slowly doom'd to break . Absence ! is not the soul torn by it From ( 104 ) ABSENCE.
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... knee . " Think ere you ask her dwelling - place , " The abbot further said ; “ Time draws . a veil o'er beauty's face More deep than cloister's shade . Grief may have made her what you can Scarce love 126 THE RITTER BANN .
... knee . " Think ere you ask her dwelling - place , " The abbot further said ; “ Time draws . a veil o'er beauty's face More deep than cloister's shade . Grief may have made her what you can Scarce love 126 THE RITTER BANN .
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... deep sea shall be mine . " Baffled by me shall the Dane return , " And here shall his torch in the temple burn , " Until that holy man shall plough 66 " The waves from Innisfail . His sail is on the deep e'en now , " And swells to the ...
... deep sea shall be mine . " Baffled by me shall the Dane return , " And here shall his torch in the temple burn , " Until that holy man shall plough 66 " The waves from Innisfail . His sail is on the deep e'en now , " And swells to the ...
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abbot adieu ALIFORNIA LIBRARY amidst Aodh arms bade beauty beauty's beneath bless'd blest blood bore bosom Bourrit brave breast breath brow CALIFORNIA THE UNIV charms child chivalry CONSTANCE cried Culdee dame death DORSET STREET Drachenfells dreamt dying e'er earth England ERSITY ev'n eyes fair faith fame fate flush'd Gael gave glaciers gloom graced grief hands heart Heaven Helvetian holy Innisfail Iona Iona's JULIA kindred Kinghorn kiss knew land life's light lips look'd love's memory MEN OF ENGLAND mind Muse's ne'er o'er pain pale pass'd peace pride PRINCESS CHARLOTTE reach'd Reullura Rhine Ritter Bann Roland Rolandseck Saint scene scorn seem'd sigh smile SONG soul spirit spoke Stamp'd star sweet Switzerland sword tears tell thee THEODRIC thine thought told torch Twas Tyrol UDOLPH Ulvfagre UNIVE THE UNIVE UNIVERSIT UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA Vex'd wept whilst words
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Seite 55 - O'er mountain, tower, and town, Or, mirrored in the ocean vast, A thousand fathoms down ! As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem. As when the eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam. For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span • Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.
Seite 112 - Go, Sun, while Mercy holds me up On Nature's awful waste, To drink this last and bitter cup Of grief that man shall taste — Go, tell the night that hides thy face, Thou saw'st the last of Adam's race, On Earth's sepulchral clod, The darkening universe defy To quench his Immortality, Or shake his trust in God ! CAMPBELL.
Seite 54 - O'er mountains yet untrod, Each mother held aloft her child To bless the bow of God. Methinks thy jubilee to keep, The first-made anthem rang On earth delivered from the deep, And the first poet sang. Nor ever shall the Muse's...
Seite 109 - ... hands; In plague and famine some ! Earth's cities had no sound nor tread; And ships were drifting with the dead To...
Seite 107 - ALL worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its Immortality! I saw a vision in my sleep. That gave my spirit strength to sweep Adown the gulf of Time ! I saw the last of human mould, That shall Creation's death behold, As Adam saw her prime ! The Sun's eye had a sickly glare, The Earth with age was wan.
Seite 51 - THE RAINBOW. TRIUMPHAL arch, that fill'st the sky When storms prepare to part ! I ask not proud Philosophy To teach me what thou art — Still seem, as to my childhood's sight, A midway station given For happy spirits to alight Betwixt the earth and heaven.
Seite 92 - ... tis thou That send'st it from above, Appearing when Heaven's breath and brow Are sweet as hers we love. Come to the luxuriant skies, Whilst the landscape's odours rise, Whilst far-off lowing herds are heard And songs when toil is done, From cottages whose smoke unstirr'd Curls yellow in the sun. Star of love's soft interviews, Parted lovers on thee muse; Their remembrancer in Heaven Of thrilling vows thou art, Too delicious to be riven By absence from the heart.
Seite 64 - His was the spell o'er hearts Which only acting lends,— The youngest of the sister Arts, Where all their beauty blends : For ill can Poetry express Full many a tone of thought sublime, And Painting, mute and motionless, Steals but a glance of time.
Seite 53 - And yet, fair bow, no fabling dreams, But words of the Most High, Have told why first thy robe of beams Was woven in the sky. When, o'er the green, undeluged earth, Heaven's covenant thou didst shine, How came the world's gray fathers forth To watch thy sacred sign ! And when its yellow lustre smiled O'er mountains yet untrod, Each mother held aloft her child To bless the bow of God.
Seite 91 - TO THE EVENING STAR Star that bringest home the bee, And sett'st the weary labourer free ! If any star shed peace, 'tis Thou That send'st it from above, Appearing when Heaven's breath and brow Are sweet as hers we love.