The Poetry and Mystery of DreamsCharles Godfrey Leland E. H. Butler & Company, 1856 - 258 páginas |
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... hath entailed upon him ! For Man is not always bad ; at times he feels my better influ- ence ; at times his heart is ready to receive the good which a light external aid might fix upon him ! " Then the Father spoke to the Angel and said ...
... hath entailed upon him ! For Man is not always bad ; at times he feels my better influ- ence ; at times his heart is ready to receive the good which a light external aid might fix upon him ! " Then the Father spoke to the Angel and said ...
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... hath been said , that Hope alone is left to mortals ; but with her abideth her sister the Dream , who maketh her known to us . For by the Dream , men are led to Hope . To Dream Land . OH ! blessed land of Dreams 16 THE DREAM ANGEL .
... hath been said , that Hope alone is left to mortals ; but with her abideth her sister the Dream , who maketh her known to us . For by the Dream , men are led to Hope . To Dream Land . OH ! blessed land of Dreams 16 THE DREAM ANGEL .
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... hath come , Again I'll be here by thy side . If thou'rt true to me , true to me , true to me then , We'll be happy as bridegroom and bride . In a year my wandering will be o'er Then I'll dream of thee and thine . If thou'rt true to me ...
... hath come , Again I'll be here by thy side . If thou'rt true to me , true to me , true to me then , We'll be happy as bridegroom and bride . In a year my wandering will be o'er Then I'll dream of thee and thine . If thou'rt true to me ...
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... hath died away , Whence music , like sweet waters , gushed But yesterday . And all the memories , all the dreams They woke in floating by , The tender thoughts , th ' Elysian gleams— Could these too die ? Whence were they ? -like the ...
... hath died away , Whence music , like sweet waters , gushed But yesterday . And all the memories , all the dreams They woke in floating by , The tender thoughts , th ' Elysian gleams— Could these too die ? Whence were they ? -like the ...
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... hath caught the golden gleams ( Angelic presence testifying ) , That round her everywhere are flying ; Ostents from which she may presume That much of Heaven is in the room . Skirting her own bright hair they run , And to the sunny add ...
... hath caught the golden gleams ( Angelic presence testifying ) , That round her everywhere are flying ; Ostents from which she may presume That much of Heaven is in the room . Skirting her own bright hair they run , And to the sunny add ...
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ACHMET SEIRIM ALICE CAREY angels ARTEMIDORUS ASTRAMPSYCHIUS BAYARD TAYLOR beautiful betokens bound in Morocco bower breath bright C. G. LELAND CHARLES G CHAUCER clouds dark dead death denotes doth Elegantly Engravings evil eyes fair Farewell favourable omen fear flowers FRANCESCO MANCINI gazed gentle GERMAN DREAM BOOK GERSTENBERGK gilt and gilt gilt edges gleaming gold golden hand happy hath heard heart Heaven HEMANS Illustrated kiss KLINGELBERG lady land light lips Lurley maiden MARTIN FARQUHAR TUPPER merry Methought morning Morocco Antique MOTHERWELL mountain muslin N. P. WILLIS ne'er NICEPHORUS night o'er Oneirology presages rose round seemed silent sing sleep slept slumber song sorrow soul sound spirit Splendidly stood strange stream super extra sweet thee thine thou thought trees Turkey Morocco Twas vision voice VON GERSTENBERGK waking waves weep wild willow wind wings woke
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Página 206 - And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves. And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak...
Página 88 - I HAD a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless and pathless ; and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air.
Página 66 - HENCE, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn, 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings And the night-raven sings ; There under ebon shades, and low-browed rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Página 83 - FAIR Daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon : As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song ; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.
Página 211 - How beautiful is the rain ! After the dust and heat, In the broad and fiery street, In the narrow lane, How beautiful is the rain ! How it clatters along the roofs, Like the tramp of hoofs ! How it gushes and struggles out From the throat of the overflowing spout ! Across the window-pane It pours and pours ; And swift and wide, With a muddy tide, Like a river down the gutter roars The rain, the welcome rain...
Página 225 - Eve, Young virgins might have visions of delight, And soft adorings from their loves receive Upon the honeyed middle of the night If ceremonies due they did aright; As, supperless to bed they must retire, And couch supine their beauties, lily white; Nor look behind, nor sideways, but require Of Heaven with upward eyes for all that they desire.
Página 88 - They slept on the abyss without a surge — The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave, The moon their mistress had expired before ; The winds were withered in the stagnant air, And the clouds perish'd; Darkness had no need Of aid from them— She was the universe.
Página 142 - Some say that gleams of a remoter world Visit the soul in sleep, — that death is slumber. And that its shapes the busy thoughts outnumber Of those who wake and live. I look on high ; Has some unknown omnipotence unfurled The veil of life and death...
Página 62 - It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, — A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Página 248 - Assaying by his devilish art to reach The organs of her fancy, and with them forge Illusions as he list, phantasms and dreams, Or if, inspiring venom, he might taint...