The Works of Mrs. Hemans, with a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her Genius by Mrs. Sigourney ...Lea and Blanchard, 1840 |
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... green and mossy bed , Where , on a gentle head , Storms beat no more ! What though for her in vain Falls now the bright spring - rain , Plays the soft wind ? Yet still , from where she lies , Should blessed breathings rise , Gracious ...
... green and mossy bed , Where , on a gentle head , Storms beat no more ! What though for her in vain Falls now the bright spring - rain , Plays the soft wind ? Yet still , from where she lies , Should blessed breathings rise , Gracious ...
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... green leaves from your voices know That I , your child , am gone ? 66 ' No , ever glad and free ! Ye have no sounds a tale of death to tell , Waves , joyous waves , flow on , and fare ye well ! Ye will not mourn for me . " But thou ...
... green leaves from your voices know That I , your child , am gone ? 66 ' No , ever glad and free ! Ye have no sounds a tale of death to tell , Waves , joyous waves , flow on , and fare ye well ! Ye will not mourn for me . " But thou ...
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... is gone- Flow , Rio Verde ! Softly flow on ! Dark glassy water So crimson'd of yore ! Love , death , and sorrow Know thy green shore . Thou should'st have echoes For grief's deepest tone- Flow , THE RIO VERDE SONG . 39 The Rio Verde Song.
... is gone- Flow , Rio Verde ! Softly flow on ! Dark glassy water So crimson'd of yore ! Love , death , and sorrow Know thy green shore . Thou should'st have echoes For grief's deepest tone- Flow , THE RIO VERDE SONG . 39 The Rio Verde Song.
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... green reeds quivering o'er thee , Strings of the forest - lyre , All fill'd with answering spirit - sounds , In joy respire . Yet , ' midst thy song's glad changes , Oh ! keep one pitying tone For gentle hearts , that bear to thee Their ...
... green reeds quivering o'er thee , Strings of the forest - lyre , All fill'd with answering spirit - sounds , In joy respire . Yet , ' midst thy song's glad changes , Oh ! keep one pitying tone For gentle hearts , that bear to thee Their ...
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... green turf of the gentle - hearted Summer's hand the rose - leaves may have shed , Oft again ! Or if still around my heart ye linger , Yet , sweet voices ! there must change have come ; Years have quell'd the free soul of the singer ...
... green turf of the gentle - hearted Summer's hand the rose - leaves may have shed , Oft again ! Or if still around my heart ye linger , Yet , sweet voices ! there must change have come ; Years have quell'd the free soul of the singer ...
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Alpine horn Alps art thou beauty bird bless thee bloom bosom bowers breast breath breeze bright BROKEN FLOWER brow calm child cloud dark dear Jessy death deep deep note didst divine doth dread dreams E'en earth Edith Enonio eyes faint faith Father fill'd flowers fount gentle glad gleaming gloom glory glow golden willow Gondolier harp hath hear heart Heaven hills holy hour hues immortal John Lodge leaves light lone lyre midst mighty mountain mountain bands ne'er night o'er pale pass'd prayer pure repose rich rills ring-dove Rio Verde rose round scene Seelisberg shadow shed shine sigh silent sing skies sleep smile soft solemn song soul sound spirit star strain stream sweet tears thine thou hast thought thrilling tone trembling Unterwalden Unto vernal voice wake wandering wave weep whisper wild wind wing woods
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205 ページ - By Him Who bowed to take The death-cup for our sake, The thorn, the rod ! From Whom the last dismay Was not to pass away ; Aid us, O GOD ! 4 Tremblers beside the grave We call on Thee to save, FATHER divine ! Hear, hear our suppliant breath, Keep us in life and death Thine, only Thine.
44 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...
31 ページ - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
283 ページ - With light Elysian ; — for the hues that steep Your shores in melting lustre, seem to float On golden clouds from spirit-lands remote, Isles of the blest ; — and in our memory keep Their place with holiest harmonies.
248 ページ - Verily I say unto you, Wheresoever this gospel shall be preached in the whole world, there shall also this, that this woman hath done, be told for a memorial of her.
158 ページ - It passed not, though to Him the grave Had yielded up its dead ! But there was sent Him from on high A gift of strength for man to...
168 ページ - And midst the forms, in pale proud slumber carved Of Warriors on their tombs. — The People kneel Where mail-clad Chiefs have knelt ; where jewelled crowns On the flushed brows of Conquerors have been set; Where the high Anthems of old Victories Have made the dust give echoes.— Hence, vain thoughts! Memories of Power and Pride, which, long ago, Like dim Processions of a dream, have sunk In twilight depths away.
208 ページ - God ! We are watchers of a beacon Whose light must never die ; We are guardians of an altar 'Midst the silence of the sky : The rocks yield founts of courage, Struck forth as by thy rod ; For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers...
75 ページ - HOW could Fancy crown with thee In ancient days the God of Wine, And bid thee at the banquet be Companion of the vine? Thy home, wild plant, is where each sound Of revelry hath long been o'er, Where song's full notes once peal'd around, But now are heard no more.
225 ページ - One spirit, His Who wore the platted thorns with bleeding brows, Rules universal nature. Not a flower But shows some touch, in freckle, streak, or stain, Of his unrivall'd pencil. He inspires Their balmy odours, and imparts their hues, And bathes their eyes with nectar, and includes, In grains as countless as the seaside sands, The forms with which he sprinkles all the earth.