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... cloud may veil Apollo's light , Soon , with celestial beam , he breaks to sight : Once more we see thy kindling soul return , Thy vestal - flame with added radiance burn ; Lo ! in Iberian hearts thine ardor lives , Lo 16 ENGLAND AND SPAIN .
... cloud may veil Apollo's light , Soon , with celestial beam , he breaks to sight : Once more we see thy kindling soul return , Thy vestal - flame with added radiance burn ; Lo ! in Iberian hearts thine ardor lives , Lo 16 ENGLAND AND SPAIN .
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... cloud and storm , Sublimely mingling with the skies , Bid the proud Cenotaph arise ; Not to record the name that thrills Thy soul , the watch - word of thy hills ; Not to assert , with needless claim , The bright for ever of its fame ...
... cloud and storm , Sublimely mingling with the skies , Bid the proud Cenotaph arise ; Not to record the name that thrills Thy soul , the watch - word of thy hills ; Not to assert , with needless claim , The bright for ever of its fame ...
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... cloud hath gather'd o'er my lot , Since last we met on this fair tranquil spot ! Lovely as then , the soft and silent hour , And not a rose hath faded from thy bower ; But I - my hopes the tempest hath o'erthrown , And changed my heart ...
... cloud hath gather'd o'er my lot , Since last we met on this fair tranquil spot ! Lovely as then , the soft and silent hour , And not a rose hath faded from thy bower ; But I - my hopes the tempest hath o'erthrown , And changed my heart ...
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... cloud on high , And tints , that mock the pencil's art , o'erspread Th ' eternal snow that crowns Veleta's head ; 12 While the warm sunset o'er the landscape throws A solemn beauty , and a deep repose . Closed are the toils and tumults ...
... cloud on high , And tints , that mock the pencil's art , o'erspread Th ' eternal snow that crowns Veleta's head ; 12 While the warm sunset o'er the landscape throws A solemn beauty , and a deep repose . Closed are the toils and tumults ...
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... cloud O'er that young name had gather'd as a shroud , I then had mourn'd thee proudly , and my grief In its own loftiness had found relief ; A noble sorrow , cherish'd to the last , When every meaner woe had long been past . Yes ! let ...
... cloud O'er that young name had gather'd as a shroud , I then had mourn'd thee proudly , and my grief In its own loftiness had found relief ; A noble sorrow , cherish'd to the last , When every meaner woe had long been past . Yes ! let ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Abencerrages Admetus Alcestis art thou banner beauty beneath blest blood bosom bowers brave breast breath breeze bright bright land brow Carmagnola Castile cheek cloud Conradin dark dead death deep doth dread dreams dwell e'en earth ELMINA fair falchion fame fane fate fear fled flowers gaze gleam gloom glorious glory glow Granada grave grief hast hath hear heard heart heaven hope hour hush'd land light Llywarch Hen lofty lonely lyre midst mighty mingling Moorish mortal ne'er night o'er pale pangs pass'd pour'd proud repose rocks Rome round scene seas seem'd shade shadows shore shrine silent skies sleep slumber smile soft song soul sound Spain spirit stamp'd storm stream sunbeam sweet swell sword tears thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne tomb tone towers trumpet Twas voice wake warrior wave weep wild wind
Pasajes populares
Página 563 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath. And stars to set — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! THE LOST PLEIAD.
Página 552 - And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud, "My father! must I stay?
Página 552 - once again he cried, " If I may yet be gone ! " And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames roll'd on.
Página 540 - Bring flowers, fresh flowers, for the bride to wear ! They were born to blush in her shining hair. She is leaving the home of her childhood's mirth, She hath bid farewell to her father's hearth, Her place is now by another's side — Bring flowers for the locks of the fair young bride...
Página 552 - 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 539 - 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.
Página 563 - Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest; Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest.
Página 539 - 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 255 - Then ye shall appoint you cities to be cities of refuge for you; that the slayer may flee thither, which killeth any person at unawares. 12 And they shall be unto you cities for refuge from the avenger; that the manslayer die not, until he stand before the congregation in judgment.
Página 539 - Give back the true and brave ! (rive 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...