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... . Blest spot ! which , like the desert isle , In lonely verdure loves to smile , To which the way - worn travellers turn With fainting heart , and lips that burn . B But though the hour be sofily sweet When lovers thus 13.
... . Blest spot ! which , like the desert isle , In lonely verdure loves to smile , To which the way - worn travellers turn With fainting heart , and lips that burn . B But though the hour be sofily sweet When lovers thus 13.
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... turn'd To him , her cherish'd love , her first- Ere sorrow's cloud had darkly burst , And both their hearts were light as air , Undimmed by gloom - untouched by care . But FALCONBERG ! his conquest sure , His love not warmer than ' twas ...
... turn'd To him , her cherish'd love , her first- Ere sorrow's cloud had darkly burst , And both their hearts were light as air , Undimmed by gloom - untouched by care . But FALCONBERG ! his conquest sure , His love not warmer than ' twas ...
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... turn back . And leave the blood - marks of his track .. But vain the struggle : fierce tho ' few , In vain the royal trʊops renew Their changes made against the foe- Who when he saw the battle go Against him , brought fresh forces up ...
... turn back . And leave the blood - marks of his track .. But vain the struggle : fierce tho ' few , In vain the royal trʊops renew Their changes made against the foe- Who when he saw the battle go Against him , brought fresh forces up ...
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... 'r , And blight is at its heart ; The sunbeams have imbib'd its dew . Yet given it a richer hue . To yonder man then turn : Sadness is in his soul- And thoughts within him burn , That will not brook D 3 41 MAN LIKE A ROSE. ...
... 'r , And blight is at its heart ; The sunbeams have imbib'd its dew . Yet given it a richer hue . To yonder man then turn : Sadness is in his soul- And thoughts within him burn , That will not brook D 3 41 MAN LIKE A ROSE. ...
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... turns To vanish'd scenes of other days , for which the heart still yearns . As dew - drops that unmark'd descend upon the moon- lit earth , " Refreshing as they fall the land from whence they have their birth ; E'en so remembrance of ...
... turns To vanish'd scenes of other days , for which the heart still yearns . As dew - drops that unmark'd descend upon the moon- lit earth , " Refreshing as they fall the land from whence they have their birth ; E'en so remembrance of ...
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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 !