The Complete Works ...D. Appleton, 1853 |
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4. oldal
... Streams , 251 A Farewell to Abbotsford , 313 The Voice of the Wind , 253 O'Connor's Child , 314 The Vigil of Arms , 254 ... Stream , 285 Rhine Song of the German Soldiers , 369 The Silent Multitude , 286 A Song of Delos , 370 The Antique ...
... Streams , 251 A Farewell to Abbotsford , 313 The Voice of the Wind , 253 O'Connor's Child , 314 The Vigil of Arms , 254 ... Stream , 285 Rhine Song of the German Soldiers , 369 The Silent Multitude , 286 A Song of Delos , 370 The Antique ...
5. oldal
... Stream set free , 398 The Funeral Day of Sir Walter The Summer's Call , 399 Scott , 470 Oh ! Skylark , for thy wing , 400 The Prayer in the Wilderness , 472 Genius singing to Love , ib . Prisoners ' Evening Service , 474 Music at a ...
... Stream set free , 398 The Funeral Day of Sir Walter The Summer's Call , 399 Scott , 470 Oh ! Skylark , for thy wing , 400 The Prayer in the Wilderness , 472 Genius singing to Love , ib . Prisoners ' Evening Service , 474 Music at a ...
16. oldal
... stream , and made its way Through rocks and darkness , and a thousand storms , With still a mighty aim . But now the shades Of eve are gathering round me , and I come To this , my native land , that I may rest Beneath its vines in peace ...
... stream , and made its way Through rocks and darkness , and a thousand storms , With still a mighty aim . But now the shades Of eve are gathering round me , and I come To this , my native land , that I may rest Beneath its vines in peace ...
78. oldal
... stream'd at midnight from the mountain - hold . And let them fade , since this must be , My lovely and my brave ! Was thy bright blood pour'd forth for me , And is there but for stately youth a grave ? Speak to me once again , my boy ...
... stream'd at midnight from the mountain - hold . And let them fade , since this must be , My lovely and my brave ! Was thy bright blood pour'd forth for me , And is there but for stately youth a grave ? Speak to me once again , my boy ...
81. oldal
... stream ( though time or art may turn The current , bursting from its cavern'd urn , To bathe soft vales of pasture and of flowers , From Alpine glens , or ancient forest bowers ) Alike , in rushing strength , or sunny sleep , Holds on ...
... stream ( though time or art may turn The current , bursting from its cavern'd urn , To bathe soft vales of pasture and of flowers , From Alpine glens , or ancient forest bowers ) Alike , in rushing strength , or sunny sleep , Holds on ...
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art thou beauty bird bless blue stream bowers breast breath breeze bright bright band brow child clouds Conradin dark dead death deep doth dreams dwell E'en earth faint fair farewell father fear flowers gaze gentle glad glance gleam gloom glorious glory glow gone grave grief harp hath heart heaven holy hope hour Joanna Baillie leaves light lone lyre midst Montalba mountain mountain bands mournful night o'er pale pass'd pour'd prayer PROCIDA proud Provençal Raim Raimond Rhine rich rill rose round scene seem'd shadow shed shine Sicilians Sicily silent sing skies sleep smile soft soft eyes solemn song soul sound spirit stars stranger's heart stream strong sunny sweet tears thee thine things thou art Thou hast thought thrilling tomb tone Twas unto voice wandering wave weep whisper wild wind wings woods young
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539. oldal - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and watery depths; all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason.
377. oldal - They sin who tell us Love can die, With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...
262. oldal - Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand — Is it there, sweet mother, that better land ? Not there ; not there, my child.
168. oldal - What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? — They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground, — The soil where first they trod! They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God ! Felicia Hemans.
167. oldal - THE breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed ; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
167. oldal - Why had they come to wither there, Away from their childhood's land? There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth; There was manhood's brow serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth.
167. oldal - Not as the conqueror comes, They, the true-hearted, came; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame: Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear; They shook the depths of the desert gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer.
303. oldal - A rose's brief, bright life of joy, Such unto him was given ; — Go ! thou must play alone, my boy ! Thy brother is in heaven.
478. oldal - For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers...
137. oldal - Through shade and sunny gleam; And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream. The merry homes of England! Around their hearths by night, What gladsome looks of household love Meet in the ruddy light! There woman's voice flows forth in song, Or childhood's tale is told, Or lips move tunefully along Some glorious page of old.