The Forest Sanctuary: And Other PoemsHilliard, Gray, Little, and Wilkins, 1827 - 253 páginas |
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... gleam'd the first faint star Through the lime - boughs ; and with her light guitar , She , on the greensward at his feet reclined , In his calm face laugh'd up ; some shepherd - lay Singing , as childhood sings on the lone hills at play ...
... gleam'd the first faint star Through the lime - boughs ; and with her light guitar , She , on the greensward at his feet reclined , In his calm face laugh'd up ; some shepherd - lay Singing , as childhood sings on the lone hills at play ...
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... gleam of waters on their way , And chesnut - woods , that girt the happy sleeping , In many a peasant - home ! —the midnight sky Brought softly that rich world round those that came to die . LII . The darkly - glorious midnight sky of ...
... gleam of waters on their way , And chesnut - woods , that girt the happy sleeping , In many a peasant - home ! —the midnight sky Brought softly that rich world round those that came to die . LII . The darkly - glorious midnight sky of ...
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... fraught With stoles and draperies of imperial glow ; And soft , and sad , that colouring gleam was thrown , Where , pale , a pictured form above the altar shone . LXXXII . Thy form , thou Son of God ! THE FOREST SANCTUARY . 43.
... fraught With stoles and draperies of imperial glow ; And soft , and sad , that colouring gleam was thrown , Where , pale , a pictured form above the altar shone . LXXXII . Thy form , thou Son of God ! THE FOREST SANCTUARY . 43.
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... gleam'd On his wild face , just lifted o'er the wave , With its worn , fearful , human look that seem'd To cry through surge and blast- " I perish - save ! " Not to the winds - not vainly ! -thou wert nigh , Thy hand was stretch'd to ...
... gleam'd On his wild face , just lifted o'er the wave , With its worn , fearful , human look that seem'd To cry through surge and blast- " I perish - save ! " Not to the winds - not vainly ! -thou wert nigh , Thy hand was stretch'd to ...
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... gleam'd , And the soft darkness of her serious eyes , Misty with tender gloom ; I call'd it nought But the fond exile's pang , a lingering thought Of her own vale , with all its melodies Her soul would rest And living light of streams ...
... gleam'd , And the soft darkness of her serious eyes , Misty with tender gloom ; I call'd it nought But the fond exile's pang , a lingering thought Of her own vale , with all its melodies Her soul would rest And living light of streams ...
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The Forest Sanctuary: And Other Poems Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans,Mrs. Hemans Vista completa - 1825 |
Términos y frases comunes
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