The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth CenturyTilt and Bogue, 1841 - 344 ページ |
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... half divine , Spread its enchantments round me ! How can I e'er forget the hour When thou wert glowing on her breast , Fresh from the dewy hawthorn bower That looked upon the golden west ! She snatched thee from thy sacred shrine , — A ...
... half divine , Spread its enchantments round me ! How can I e'er forget the hour When thou wert glowing on her breast , Fresh from the dewy hawthorn bower That looked upon the golden west ! She snatched thee from thy sacred shrine , — A ...
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... half defy Human forbearance , she can make reply With a proud lip , and a contemptuous eye . There is a speaking sadness in her air , A tinge of languor o'er her features fair , Born of no common grief ; as though despair , Had wrestled ...
... half defy Human forbearance , she can make reply With a proud lip , and a contemptuous eye . There is a speaking sadness in her air , A tinge of languor o'er her features fair , Born of no common grief ; as though despair , Had wrestled ...
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... half so green As clothed the play ground tree ! All things I loved are altered so , Nor does it ease my heart to know That change resides in me ! Oh , for the garb that marked the boy- The trowsers made of corduroy , Well inked with ...
... half so green As clothed the play ground tree ! All things I loved are altered so , Nor does it ease my heart to know That change resides in me ! Oh , for the garb that marked the boy- The trowsers made of corduroy , Well inked with ...
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... half its charms , However bright , for me , If ' tis not shared with thee , my love , - If ' tis not shared with thee ! ' TIS HOME WHERE'ER THE HEART IS . ' Tis home where'er the heart is ; Where'er it's loved ones dwell , In cities or ...
... half its charms , However bright , for me , If ' tis not shared with thee , my love , - If ' tis not shared with thee ! ' TIS HOME WHERE'ER THE HEART IS . ' Tis home where'er the heart is ; Where'er it's loved ones dwell , In cities or ...
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... half veiled , the moon . But dark my Paradise will be : - Soul of my soul , I die for thee . THERE MAY BE PLEASURE IN THE SOUND . THERE may be pleasure in the sound Of trumpets in the battle wailing , And joy to hear the vessel bound ...
... half veiled , the moon . But dark my Paradise will be : - Soul of my soul , I die for thee . THERE MAY BE PLEASURE IN THE SOUND . THERE may be pleasure in the sound Of trumpets in the battle wailing , And joy to hear the vessel bound ...
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ALARIC beam beauty Behave yoursel beneath billow bird blessed bloom blue bosom bower breast breath bright bright eyes brow calm cheek cloud cold dark dead dear death deep dream e'en earth EAST INDIAMAN faded fair fame feel fled flowers gaze gentle gleam glory glow gone grave green grief hath hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre hope hour land lassie leaves life's light lips lonely look LORD BYRON lute LYRE moon morning mountain N. P. WILLIS ne'er NELL GWYN never night o'er pale rest Rhine rose round Sappho shade shine shore SICILIAN VESPERS sigh silent skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars storm stream summer sweet tears tempest thee thine thou art thou hast thou wert thought Twas Valentine's day voice wave weep wild wind wings young youth
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214 ページ - And the angel which I saw stand upon the sea and upon the earth lifted up his hand to heaven. And sware by him that liveth for ever and ever, who created heaven, and the things that therein are, and the earth, and the things that therein are, and the sea, and the things which are therein, that there should be time no longer...
164 ページ - The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the Ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle.
58 ページ - And if my standard-bearer fall, as fall full well he may, For never saw I promise yet of such a bloody fray, Press where ye see my white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, And be your oriflamme to-day the helmet of Navarre.
193 ページ - And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.
257 ページ - Guard it ! — God will prosper thee ! In the dark and trying hour, In the breaking forth of power, In the rush of steeds and men, His right hand will shield thee then. " Take thy banner ! But, when night Closes round the ghastly fight, If the vanquished warrior bow, Spare him ! — By our holy vow, By our prayers and many tears, By the mercy that endears, Spare him ! — he our love hath shared ! Spare him ! — as thou wouldst be spared...
84 ページ - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
59 ページ - was passed from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe: Down, down with every foreigner, but let your brethren go.
276 ページ - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
158 ページ - Thy sunken eye's unearthly light To him is welcome as the sight Of sky and stars to prisoned men; Thy grasp is welcome as the hand Of brother in a foreign land; Thy summons welcome as the cry That told the Indian isles were nigh To the world-seeking Genoese, When the land-wind, from woods of palm, And orange-groves, and fields of balm, Blew o'er the Haytian seas.
103 ページ - midst Italian flowers — The last of that bright band. And parted thus they rest who played Beneath the same green tree ; Whose voices mingled as they prayed Around one parent knee...