The PoemsTicknor and Fields, 1866 - 419 oldal |
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18. oldal
... head , Were there one to love me , living , Or weep to see me dead ! THE MARAH . HE waters of my life were sweet , Before that bolt of sorrow fell ; But now , though fainting with the heat , I dare not drink the bitter well . My God ...
... head , Were there one to love me , living , Or weep to see me dead ! THE MARAH . HE waters of my life were sweet , Before that bolt of sorrow fell ; But now , though fainting with the heat , I dare not drink the bitter well . My God ...
20. oldal
... head away ! L THE VOICE OF THE TEMPTER . AST night the Tempter came to me , and said : " Why sorrow any longer for the dead ? The wrong is done : thy tears and groans are naught : - Forget the Past , — thy pain but lives in thought ...
... head away ! L THE VOICE OF THE TEMPTER . AST night the Tempter came to me , and said : " Why sorrow any longer for the dead ? The wrong is done : thy tears and groans are naught : - Forget the Past , — thy pain but lives in thought ...
21. oldal
... head . " Twixt sleep and waking , in my helpless ear His honeyed voice rang musical and clear ; And half persuaded , shaken half with fear , I heard him , till the Morn began to shine , And found her brow less dewy - wet than mine . O ...
... head . " Twixt sleep and waking , in my helpless ear His honeyed voice rang musical and clear ; And half persuaded , shaken half with fear , I heard him , till the Morn began to shine , And found her brow less dewy - wet than mine . O ...
27. oldal
... , a dimness of the haughty eye , And pause of wandering memory , he read ; While I , with folded arms and downcast head , In silence heard each blind , bewildered cry . Thus far had Ernest read : but , closing now FIRST EVENING . 27.
... , a dimness of the haughty eye , And pause of wandering memory , he read ; While I , with folded arms and downcast head , In silence heard each blind , bewildered cry . Thus far had Ernest read : but , closing now FIRST EVENING . 27.
32. oldal
... the Father Leading His child away . I had knelt , in the awful Presence , And covered my guilty head , And received His absolution For my sins toward the dead . But the cruel sun was shining In the cold and 32 THE POET'S JOURNAL .
... the Father Leading His child away . I had knelt , in the awful Presence , And covered my guilty head , And received His absolution For my sins toward the dead . But the cruel sun was shining In the cold and 32 THE POET'S JOURNAL .
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