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... soul . It is the hour when manhood deems That once again his early dreams Return in all the pomp they wore In all the loveliness of yore- Ere life's dark storms , its clouds and tears , Had dimmed the glory of his years— Ere thoughts of ...
... soul . It is the hour when manhood deems That once again his early dreams Return in all the pomp they wore In all the loveliness of yore- Ere life's dark storms , its clouds and tears , Had dimmed the glory of his years— Ere thoughts of ...
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... soul delight , One word to cheer him in the fight- And thus with saddened thoughts , forlorn , He woke the echoes of the morn : - NIGHT is decaying , and day is arraying The peaks of the mountain with glory and light ; Starlight is ...
... soul delight , One word to cheer him in the fight- And thus with saddened thoughts , forlorn , He woke the echoes of the morn : - NIGHT is decaying , and day is arraying The peaks of the mountain with glory and light ; Starlight is ...
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... soul ; And often would those bards delight To speak of ARTHUR'S fame and might , How when the tide of battle rolled Against his King , his arm controlled Upon St. Alban's bloody field The rush of war , which backward reeled Till ...
... soul ; And often would those bards delight To speak of ARTHUR'S fame and might , How when the tide of battle rolled Against his King , his arm controlled Upon St. Alban's bloody field The rush of war , which backward reeled Till ...
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... soul was stirred , When first in that loved home she heard The tidings that her hand was claimed By one she hated to be named ; In whom no gentle soul was found- For cruelty alone renowned ; Fierce in the battle's fiery shower , But ...
... soul was stirred , When first in that loved home she heard The tidings that her hand was claimed By one she hated to be named ; In whom no gentle soul was found- For cruelty alone renowned ; Fierce in the battle's fiery shower , But ...
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... soul by care oppress'd , No joy by day - by night no rest- The heart that should with joy have thrilld , By blighted hopes and sorrow chilled , Seemed careless of its coming fate , Content the nuptial day to wait— So wan her cheek , so ...
... soul by care oppress'd , No joy by day - by night no rest- The heart that should with joy have thrilld , By blighted hopes and sorrow chilled , Seemed careless of its coming fate , Content the nuptial day to wait— So wan her cheek , so ...
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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 !