The forest sanctuary, and other poems; Records of woman, with other poemsHilliard, Gray, Little, and Wilkins, 1827 |
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... silent hour , From the dim past , as from a wizard's cave ! — So must it be ! -These skies above me spread , Are they my own soft skies ? -Ye rest not here , my dead ! IV . Ye far amidst the southern flowers lie sleeping 4 THE FOREST ...
... silent hour , From the dim past , as from a wizard's cave ! — So must it be ! -These skies above me spread , Are they my own soft skies ? -Ye rest not here , my dead ! IV . Ye far amidst the southern flowers lie sleeping 4 THE FOREST ...
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... man's ? —I will rejoice ! —my soaring soul Now hath redeem'd her birth - right of the day , And won , through clouds , to Him , her own unfetter'd way ! VIII . And thou , my boy ! that silent 6 THE FOREST SANCTUARY .
... man's ? —I will rejoice ! —my soaring soul Now hath redeem'd her birth - right of the day , And won , through clouds , to Him , her own unfetter'd way ! VIII . And thou , my boy ! that silent 6 THE FOREST SANCTUARY .
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Mrs. Hemans Andrews Norton. VIII . And thou , my boy ! that silent at my knee Dost lift to mine thy soft , dark , earnest eyes , Fill'd with the love of childhood , which I see Pure through its depths , a thing without disguise ; Thou ...
Mrs. Hemans Andrews Norton. VIII . And thou , my boy ! that silent at my knee Dost lift to mine thy soft , dark , earnest eyes , Fill'd with the love of childhood , which I see Pure through its depths , a thing without disguise ; Thou ...
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... silence one bright , golden day , Through my own pine - hung mountains . Clear , yet lone , In the rich autumn light the vineyards lay , And from the fields the peasant's voice was gone ; And the red grapes untrodden strew'd the ground ...
... silence one bright , golden day , Through my own pine - hung mountains . Clear , yet lone , In the rich autumn light the vineyards lay , And from the fields the peasant's voice was gone ; And the red grapes untrodden strew'd the ground ...
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Mrs. Hemans Andrews Norton. XIV . Silence upon the mountains ! -But within The city's gates a rush — a press - a swell Of multitudes their torrent way to win ; And heavy boomings of a dull deep bell , A dead pause following each - like ...
Mrs. Hemans Andrews Norton. XIV . Silence upon the mountains ! -But within The city's gates a rush — a press - a swell Of multitudes their torrent way to win ; And heavy boomings of a dull deep bell , A dead pause following each - like ...
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The forest sanctuary, and other poems; Records of woman, with other poems Mrs. Hemans Vista completa - 1827 |
The forest sanctuary, and other poems; Records of woman, with other poems Mrs. Hemans Vista completa - 1827 |
The forest sanctuary, and other poems; Records of woman, with other poems Mrs. Hemans Vista completa - 1827 |
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ARABELLA STUART art thou beautiful beneath blue stream bosom breast breath breeze bright bright land brow cheek child close and true dark dead death deep didst dream dwell earth Ev'n faded faint fair fair brow farewell father fear fled floating flowers forest fount gathering film gaze gentle glance gleam gloom glow grave green grief hair hath hear heart heaven holy hour hush'd JOANNA BAILLIE leave light lips lone look'd lov'd lyre MADAME DE STAËL midst mine-a mother mournful night o'er pale pass'd pour'd prayer proud reckless play rose round seem'd shade shadow shining shore silent sleep smile soft solemn song soul sound spirit stood storm stream strong sunny sweet tears thee thine things thou art Thou hast thou wert thought tomb tone Twas unto voice wandering wave weep whisper wild wind woman's woods young youth