Poems of Felicia HemansW. Blackwood, 1872 - 652 páginas |
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... young poetess was thus early initiated into the pains and perils attendant upon the career of an author ; -though it may here be observed , that , as far as criticism was concerned , this was at once the first and last time she was ...
... young poetess was thus early initiated into the pains and perils attendant upon the career of an author ; -though it may here be observed , that , as far as criticism was concerned , this was at once the first and last time she was ...
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Mrs. Hemans. Young smiling Hope , attendant on thy way , Shall gild thy path with mild celestial ray . Descend once more , thou daughter of the sky ! Cheer every heart , and brighten every eye ; Justice , thy harbinger , before thee send ...
Mrs. Hemans. Young smiling Hope , attendant on thy way , Shall gild thy path with mild celestial ray . Descend once more , thou daughter of the sky ! Cheer every heart , and brighten every eye ; Justice , thy harbinger , before thee send ...
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... young Genius tower , And Hope aspire to more exalted praise ; And guide deep Thought to that secluded height Where excellence is throned in purity of light ? XCIX . And who can tell how pure , how bright a flame , Caught from these ...
... young Genius tower , And Hope aspire to more exalted praise ; And guide deep Thought to that secluded height Where excellence is throned in purity of light ? XCIX . And who can tell how pure , how bright a flame , Caught from these ...
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... young Perfection wither'd in its morn , Touch'd by the hand that gathers but to blight ! Oh , how could Love survive his bitter tears ! Shed , not for her , who mounts to happier spheres , But for his own sad fate , thus wrapt in ...
... young Perfection wither'd in its morn , Touch'd by the hand that gathers but to blight ! Oh , how could Love survive his bitter tears ! Shed , not for her , who mounts to happier spheres , But for his own sad fate , thus wrapt in ...
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... young friend of mine has just sent me the enclosed , on reading Waverley . To you the world gives that charming work ; and if in any future edition you should like to insert the Dirge to a Highland Chief , you would do honour to Your ...
... young friend of mine has just sent me the enclosed , on reading Waverley . To you the world gives that charming work ; and if in any future edition you should like to insert the Dirge to a Highland Chief , you would do honour to Your ...
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Página 369 - THE boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but him had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though child-like form.
Página 375 - 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...
Página 412 - THE stately homes of England ! How beautiful they stand, Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land ! The deer across their greensward bound, Through shade and sunny gleam ; And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
Página 429 - 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 369 - 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 478 - Not there, not there, my child! "Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy! Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy ; Dreams cannot picture a world so fair — Sorrow and death may not enter there : Time doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom, For beyond the clouds, and beyond the tomb, — It is there, it is there, my child!
Página 429 - There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth; There was manhood's brow serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth. What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? — They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground, — The soil where first they trod! They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God ! Felicia Hemans.
Página 435 - O'er each fair sleeping brow, She had each folded flower in sight — Where are those dreamers now? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep, He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.
Página 377 - Traveller, in the stranger's land, Far from thine own household band ; Mourner, haunted by the tone Of a voice from this world gone ; Captive, in whose narrow cell Sunshine hath not leave to dwell ; Sailor...
Página 369 - With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part — But the noblest thing which perished there Was that young faithful heart...