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... waves roll high , I fear not wave nor wind : 140 Yet marvel not , Sir Childe , that I Am sorrowful in mind ; 145 For I have from my father gone , A mother whom I love , And have no friend , save these alone , But thee - and one above ...
... waves roll high , I fear not wave nor wind : 140 Yet marvel not , Sir Childe , that I Am sorrowful in mind ; 145 For I have from my father gone , A mother whom I love , And have no friend , save these alone , But thee - and one above ...
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... waves ! 195 And when you fail my sight , Welcome , ye deserts and ye caves ! My native Land - Good Night ! XIV . On , on the vessel flies , the land is gone , And winds are rude in Biscay's sleepless bay . * Four days are sped , but ...
... waves ! 195 And when you fail my sight , Welcome , ye deserts and ye caves ! My native Land - Good Night ! XIV . On , on the vessel flies , the land is gone , And winds are rude in Biscay's sleepless bay . * Four days are sped , but ...
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... waves the sword To save them from the wrath of Gaul's unsparing lord . XVII . 225 But whoso entereth within this town , That , sheening far , celestial seems to be , Disconsolate will wander up and down , ' Mid many things unsightly to ...
... waves the sword To save them from the wrath of Gaul's unsparing lord . XVII . 225 But whoso entereth within this town , That , sheening far , celestial seems to be , Disconsolate will wander up and down , ' Mid many things unsightly to ...
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... waves doth look , That peaceful still ' twixt bitterest foemen flow ; For proud each peasant as the noblest duke : Well doth the Spanish hind the difference know ' Twixt him and Lusian slave , the lowest of the low . XXXIV . But ere the ...
... waves doth look , That peaceful still ' twixt bitterest foemen flow ; For proud each peasant as the noblest duke : Well doth the Spanish hind the difference know ' Twixt him and Lusian slave , the lowest of the low . XXXIV . But ere the ...
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... wave her wing . LXI . 620 Oft have I dreamed of Thee ! whose glorious name Who knows not , knows not man's divinest lore : And now I view thee , ' tis , alas ! with shame That I in feeblest accents must adore . When I recount thy ...
... wave her wing . LXI . 620 Oft have I dreamed of Thee ! whose glorious name Who knows not , knows not man's divinest lore : And now I view thee , ' tis , alas ! with shame That I in feeblest accents must adore . When I recount thy ...
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162 ページ - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
151 ページ - He heard it, but he heeded not, — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away. He recked not of the life he lost, nor prize; But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother, — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday!
83 ページ - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering with white lips — "The foe ! They come ! They come !" And wild and high the "Cameron's gathering...
161 ページ - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee and arbiter of war, — These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride or spoils of Trafalgar.
96 ページ - I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me ; and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities torture...
101 ページ - The sky is changed! - and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
84 ページ - The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms — the day Battle's magnificently stern array ! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent The earth is covered thick with other clay, Which her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent, Rider and horse — friend, foe, — in one red burial blent...
82 ページ - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
83 ページ - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
82 ページ - THERE was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry — and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...