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... fear To give his arm , his heart , his life To aid her in the bloody strife ; And while the struggle , long and dread , But piled the earth with England's dead , No braver in the well - fought field Could MARGARET from her forces yield ...
... fear To give his arm , his heart , his life To aid her in the bloody strife ; And while the struggle , long and dread , But piled the earth with England's dead , No braver in the well - fought field Could MARGARET from her forces yield ...
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... fears his anxious breast In mournful solitude possessed For her - the only one from whom Came rays of hope that cheered the gloom And soothed the rigour of his doom . Meantime young AGNES , ( orphan now ) With throbbing heart and gloomy ...
... fears his anxious breast In mournful solitude possessed For her - the only one from whom Came rays of hope that cheered the gloom And soothed the rigour of his doom . Meantime young AGNES , ( orphan now ) With throbbing heart and gloomy ...
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... fear the worst , So numerous were , that hopes were nurst To shake bold EDWARD from the throne , And give the placid King his own . At last , at evening's balmy hour , They came to CLIFFORD'S ancient tower : And ARTHUR looked with ...
... fear the worst , So numerous were , that hopes were nurst To shake bold EDWARD from the throne , And give the placid King his own . At last , at evening's balmy hour , They came to CLIFFORD'S ancient tower : And ARTHUR looked with ...
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... fear profound That will pervade earth's regions round- Mortality shall wake ! Low in the vale there stood a church , With ancient ivy - covered porch , Where MARGARET thro ' the dim night pray'd That Heaven the rightful cause would aid ...
... fear profound That will pervade earth's regions round- Mortality shall wake ! Low in the vale there stood a church , With ancient ivy - covered porch , Where MARGARET thro ' the dim night pray'd That Heaven the rightful cause would aid ...
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... fear he flew , Would hover o'er her fated head . As thus her soul with fear distraught , Was swayed by every bitter thought , She heard afar the muffled drum- Of voices low , the distant hum : Anon , the slow and stately tread Gave ...
... fear he flew , Would hover o'er her fated head . As thus her soul with fear distraught , Was swayed by every bitter thought , She heard afar the muffled drum- Of voices low , the distant hum : Anon , the slow and stately tread Gave ...
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AGNES amid anguish arrayed ARTHUR balmy banner battle beam beauty beneath bitter bloom breast breathe bright bring brow calm cheek cheer CLIFFORD's CLIFFORD's tower clouds dark death decay deep delight DEMERARA dew-drops DIRGE E'en early earth fade faint fairy falchions fame farewell feelings flowers gallant band gaze gentle gladness gloom glory grief hath heard Heaven holy hopes laurel wreath life's light lonely look of love lour lyre maiden rest mem'ry merry England mirth moonlight morning mourn neath night o'er ocean pain pale path peace perchance perfume placid plain pleasures pow'r pride pure Queen reigns reigns o'er rill scene seems shed shine shone silent sleep smile sorrow soul spirit splendour star strife tears thee thine thou thoughts thro Tis sweet tomb transient vale vanished VESPER HOUR visage voice wake warrior weary ween wings withered young heart youth
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Página 59 - OFT, in the stilly night, Ere Slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me ; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus, in the stilly night...
Página 67 - Scarce seen, but with fresh bitterness imbued ; And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music, — summer's eve — or spring, A flower — the wind — the Ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound ; XXIV.
Página 48 - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Página 56 - O, that the slave had forty thousand lives ! One is too poor, too weak for my revenge. Now do I see 'tis true. Look here, lago ; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven : 'Tis gone. Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell ! Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne To tyrannous hate ! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught, For 'tis of aspics
Página 89 - Where the wicked cease from troubling And the weary are at rest !