Poetical WorksPhillips, Sampson & Company, 1853 - 39 páginas |
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... glance , Burst in full splendor from her deathlike trance ; Whose rallying call bade slumb'ring nations wake , And daring intellect his bondage break ; Beneath whose eye the lords of song arose , And snatch'd the Tuscan lyre from long ...
... glance , Burst in full splendor from her deathlike trance ; Whose rallying call bade slumb'ring nations wake , And daring intellect his bondage break ; Beneath whose eye the lords of song arose , And snatch'd the Tuscan lyre from long ...
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... glance , Bind his rapt soul in elevating trance , And bid the past , to fancy's ardent eyes , From time's dim sepulchre in glory rise . Souls of the lofty ! whose undying names , Rouse the young bosom still to noblest aims ; Oh ! with ...
... glance , Bind his rapt soul in elevating trance , And bid the past , to fancy's ardent eyes , From time's dim sepulchre in glory rise . Souls of the lofty ! whose undying names , Rouse the young bosom still to noblest aims ; Oh ! with ...
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... glance the powers of evil fled , And soul return'd to animate the dead ; Whom the waves own'd — and sunk beneath his eye , Awed by one accent of Divinity ; To Him she gave her meditative hours , Hallow'd her thoughts , and sanctified ...
... glance the powers of evil fled , And soul return'd to animate the dead ; Whom the waves own'd — and sunk beneath his eye , Awed by one accent of Divinity ; To Him she gave her meditative hours , Hallow'd her thoughts , and sanctified ...
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... glance Into the deep wood's heart ; and all pass'd by , Save one I met the smile of one clear eye , Flashing out joy to mine . - Yes , thou wert there , Seymour ! a soft wind blew the clustering hair Back from thy gallant brow , as thou ...
... glance Into the deep wood's heart ; and all pass'd by , Save one I met the smile of one clear eye , Flashing out joy to mine . - Yes , thou wert there , Seymour ! a soft wind blew the clustering hair Back from thy gallant brow , as thou ...
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... glance . I know , I know our love Shall yet call gentle angels from above , By its undying fervor ; and prevail , Sending a breath , as of the spring's first gale , Through hearts now cold ; and , raising its bright face , With a free ...
... glance . I know , I know our love Shall yet call gentle angels from above , By its undying fervor ; and prevail , Sending a breath , as of the spring's first gale , Through hearts now cold ; and , raising its bright face , With a free ...
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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.