The Poetical WorksHoughton, Mifflin and Company, 1885 - 472 oldal |
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... young , we each have a heart , Why stand we ever coldly apart ? Must we forever , then , be alone ? Alone , alone , ah woe ! alone ! 1840 . WITH A PRESSED FLOWER . THIS little blossom from afar Hath come from other lands to thine ; For ...
... young , we each have a heart , Why stand we ever coldly apart ? Must we forever , then , be alone ? Alone , alone , ah woe ! alone ! 1840 . WITH A PRESSED FLOWER . THIS little blossom from afar Hath come from other lands to thine ; For ...
20. oldal
... young soul with one mysterious hope . XII . So Margaret's heart grew brimming with the lore Of love's enticing secrets ; and al- though She had found none to cast it down be- fore . Yet oft to Fancy's chapel she would go To pay her vows ...
... young soul with one mysterious hope . XII . So Margaret's heart grew brimming with the lore Of love's enticing secrets ; and al- though She had found none to cast it down be- fore . Yet oft to Fancy's chapel she would go To pay her vows ...
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... young Templar's name , Saw Margaret come ; unseen , the falcon shrunk From the meek dove ; sharp thrills of tingling flame Made him forget that he was vowed a monk , And all the outworks of his pride o'ercame : Flooded he seemed with ...
... young Templar's name , Saw Margaret come ; unseen , the falcon shrunk From the meek dove ; sharp thrills of tingling flame Made him forget that he was vowed a monk , And all the outworks of his pride o'ercame : Flooded he seemed with ...
23. oldal
... Young hearts are free ; the selfish world it is That turns them miserly and cold as stone , And makes them clutch their fingers on the bliss Which but in giving truly is their own ; - She had no dreams of barter , asked not his , But ...
... Young hearts are free ; the selfish world it is That turns them miserly and cold as stone , And makes them clutch their fingers on the bliss Which but in giving truly is their own ; - She had no dreams of barter , asked not his , But ...
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... young dream's rudely scattered nest . XXII . Why follow here that grim old chronicle Which counts the dagger - strokes and drops of blood ? Enough that Margaret by his mad steel fell , Unmoved by murder from her trust- ing mood ...
... young dream's rudely scattered nest . XXII . Why follow here that grim old chronicle Which counts the dagger - strokes and drops of blood ? Enough that Margaret by his mad steel fell , Unmoved by murder from her trust- ing mood ...
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