Poetical WorksPhillips, Sampson & Company, 1853 - 39 páginas |
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... blue deep , who rear'd her island- throne , And called th ' infinitude of waves her own . Venice , the proud , the Regent of the sea , Welcomes in chains the trophies of the Free ! And thou , whose Eagle's towering plume unfurl'd , Once ...
... blue deep , who rear'd her island- throne , And called th ' infinitude of waves her own . Venice , the proud , the Regent of the sea , Welcomes in chains the trophies of the Free ! And thou , whose Eagle's towering plume unfurl'd , Once ...
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... blue Into your glowing hearts ; the bee to you Hath murmur'd , and the rill . My soul grows faint - With passionate yearning , as its quick dreams paint Your haunts by dell and stream , the free , The full of all sweet sound , - - the ...
... blue Into your glowing hearts ; the bee to you Hath murmur'd , and the rill . My soul grows faint - With passionate yearning , as its quick dreams paint Your haunts by dell and stream , the free , The full of all sweet sound , - - the ...
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... blue lake , and when the sunset's glow Touch'd into golden bronze the cypress bough , And when the quiet of the Sabbath time Sank on her heart , though no melodious chime Waken'd the wilderness , their prayers were one . -Now might she ...
... blue lake , and when the sunset's glow Touch'd into golden bronze the cypress bough , And when the quiet of the Sabbath time Sank on her heart , though no melodious chime Waken'd the wilderness , their prayers were one . -Now might she ...
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... blue sky , Now on those wrecks of ages fled , Around in desolation spread ; Arch , temple , column , worn and grey , Recording triumphs pass'd away ; Works of the mighty and the free , Whose steps on earth no more shall be , Though ...
... blue sky , Now on those wrecks of ages fled , Around in desolation spread ; Arch , temple , column , worn and grey , Recording triumphs pass'd away ; Works of the mighty and the free , Whose steps on earth no more shall be , Though ...
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... blue sky , A mourner circled with festivity ! For all beyond is life ! —the rolling sea , The rush , the swell , whose echoes reach not thee . Yet who shall find a scene so wild and bare , But man has left his lingering traces there ? E ...
... blue sky , A mourner circled with festivity ! For all beyond is life ! —the rolling sea , The rush , the swell , whose echoes reach not thee . Yet who shall find a scene so wild and bare , But man has left his lingering traces there ? E ...
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Términos y frases comunes
art thou beauty bird bless thee blue streams bosom bower breast breath breeze bright broken flower brow burning cheek Conradin dark DATURA ARBOREA dead death deep dreams dwell e'en earth fair falchion farewell Father FELICIA HEMANS fill'd flowers gaze glance gleam gloom glorious glory glow gone grave green hath heart heaven hills holy hope hour hues hush'd leaves life's light lone look'd lyre midst mighty mirth mournful night o'er pale pass'd pour'd prayer proud rich rills RIVER CLWYD rose round savannas scene shade shadow shed shore shrine silent SILVIO PELLICO skies SKY LARK sleep smile soft soft eyes solemn song soul sound spirit stars strain stream sunbeam sweet swell tears thine Thou art Thou hast thought tomb tone unto Visions divine voice wake waves wert whisper wild wind worlds unknown young
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Página 124 - When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore. 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.
Página 161 - Speak, Father!" once again he cried, "If I may yet be gone!" —And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on.
Página 337 - Her lot is on you — silent tears to weep And patient smiles to wear through suffering's hour, And sumless riches, from affection's deep, To pour on broken reeds — a wasted shower ! And to make idols, and to find them clay, And to bewail that worship — therefore pray!
Página 114 - Through glowing orchards forth they peep. Each from its nook of leaves; And fearless there the lowly sleep, As the bird beneath their eaves.
Página 347 - O'er youth's bright locks, and beauty's flowery crown : Yet must thou hear a voice — Restore the dead ! Earth shall reclaim her precious things from thee ! — Restore the dead, thou sea ! BRING FLOWERS.
Página 123 - 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.
Página 347 - Give back the lost and lovely ! — those for whom The place was kept at board and hearth so long ! The prayer went up through midnight's breathless gloom, And the vain yearning woke midst festal song. Hold fast thy buried isles, thy towers o'erthrown, But all is not thine own.
Página 215 - Then, starting from the ground once more, he seized the monarch's rein, Amidst the pale and wildered looks of all the courtier train ; And, with a fierce, o'ermastering grasp, the rearing war-horse led, And sternly set them face to face, — the king before the dead...
Página 160 - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but he had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead.
Página 346 - Far down, and shining through their stillness lies ! Thou hast the starry gems, the burning gold, Won from ten thousand royal Argosies ! — Sweep o'er thy spoils, thou wild and wrathful main ; Earth claims not these again.