Poems of Early and After YearsCarey and Hart, 1848 - 410 ページ |
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... minstrel boy , Who broke his heart in singing at a bridal . ISIDORE . Loved he the lady , sir ? LORD IVON . So ran the tale . How well I do remember it ! Poor youth ! ISIDORE . Alas ! LORD IVON . I never thought to pity him . The bride ...
... minstrel boy , Who broke his heart in singing at a bridal . ISIDORE . Loved he the lady , sir ? LORD IVON . So ran the tale . How well I do remember it ! Poor youth ! ISIDORE . Alas ! LORD IVON . I never thought to pity him . The bride ...
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... minstrel's garb , but with a heart As lofty as the marble shafts uprear'd Beneath the stately portico , I stood At this same palace door ! ISIDORE . A minstrel boy ! Our own ! and you LORD IVON . Yes I had wander'd far Since I shook off ...
... minstrel's garb , but with a heart As lofty as the marble shafts uprear'd Beneath the stately portico , I stood At this same palace door ! ISIDORE . A minstrel boy ! Our own ! and you LORD IVON . Yes I had wander'd far Since I shook off ...
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... minstrel boy That monarchs might have envied . ISIDORE . Was she there ? LORD IVON . Yes - and O God ! how beautiful ! The last , The ripest seal of loveliness , was set Upon her form ; and the all - glorious pride That I had worshipp'd ...
... minstrel boy That monarchs might have envied . ISIDORE . Was she there ? LORD IVON . Yes - and O God ! how beautiful ! The last , The ripest seal of loveliness , was set Upon her form ; and the all - glorious pride That I had worshipp'd ...
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Absalom angels beautiful bending beneath bird bosom bow'd breast breath bright broken brow calm cheek child cloud cold dark dear death dream earth ENGRAVED face fair feel feet fire flowers forehead fountain gather'd gazed gentle glory gold hair hand hath hear heart heaven Helon hour HUMPHRYS ISIDORE Jules Khorat knew Lady Jane leaves light lips look look'd LORD IVON lyre Melanie minstrel boy morn morocco mother Mount Arafat never night o'er Parrhasius pass'd Pleiades poet pray'd prayer press'd pride pulse Rizpah rose seem'd shadows she-the silent silver sleep slept smile soft soft eye soul spirit star stirr'd stole stood sweet sweet child tears thee-I thought thine things Thou hast thought of thee touch'd tree turn'd Twas voice walk'd waters weary whisper wild wind wings YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY young