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... heaven ! Ah , fruitless wish ! ah , prayer preferr'd in vain , For her - the humblest of the woodland train ; Yet shall her feeble voice essay to raise The hymn of liberty , the song of praise ! Iberian bands ! whose noble ardor glows ...
... heaven ! Ah , fruitless wish ! ah , prayer preferr'd in vain , For her - the humblest of the woodland train ; Yet shall her feeble voice essay to raise The hymn of liberty , the song of praise ! Iberian bands ! whose noble ardor glows ...
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... heaven , thy voice of harmony ; More blest , with thee to tread perennial snows , Where ne'er a flower expands , a zephys blows ; Where Winter , binding nature in his chain , In frost - work palace holds perpetual reign ; Than , far ...
... heaven , thy voice of harmony ; More blest , with thee to tread perennial snows , Where ne'er a flower expands , a zephys blows ; Where Winter , binding nature in his chain , In frost - work palace holds perpetual reign ; Than , far ...
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... Heaven ! the righteous cause maintain , Defend the injured , and avenge the slain ! Despot of France ! destroyer of mankind ! What spectre - cares must haunt thy sleepless mind ! Oh ! if at midnight round thy regal bed , When soothing ...
... Heaven ! the righteous cause maintain , Defend the injured , and avenge the slain ! Despot of France ! destroyer of mankind ! What spectre - cares must haunt thy sleepless mind ! Oh ! if at midnight round thy regal bed , When soothing ...
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... heaven shall ev'ry muse inspire , To thee the bard shall strike the silver lyre . Descend once more ! to bid the world rejoice- Let nations hail thee with exulting voice ; Around thy shrine with purest incense throng , Weave the fresh ...
... heaven shall ev'ry muse inspire , To thee the bard shall strike the silver lyre . Descend once more ! to bid the world rejoice- Let nations hail thee with exulting voice ; Around thy shrine with purest incense throng , Weave the fresh ...
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... heavens as once they smiled , When thou wert Freedom's favor'd child : Though fane and tomb alike are low , Time hath ... heaven , earth , ocean , all are fair ? Who ' midst thy glowing scenes could dwell , Nor THE WIDOW OF CRESCENTIUS . 79.
... heavens as once they smiled , When thou wert Freedom's favor'd child : Though fane and tomb alike are low , Time hath ... heaven , earth , ocean , all are fair ? Who ' midst thy glowing scenes could dwell , Nor THE WIDOW OF CRESCENTIUS . 79.
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Abencerrages Admetus Alcestis art thou banner beauty beneath blest blood bosom bowers brave breast breath breeze bright bright land brow burst 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 round scene seas seem'd shade shadows shore shrine silent skies sleep 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 Valencia voice wake warrior wave weep wild wind
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Página 567 - 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 556 - 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 543 - Far down, and shining through their stillness lies ! Thou hast the starry gems, the burning gold, Won from ten thousand royal Argosies. — Sweep o'er thy spoils, thou wild and wrathful Main...
Página 652 - Dust, to its narrow house beneath ! Soul, to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death. No more may fear to die.
Página 556 - 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 654 - 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 507 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell ; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Página 615 - Praise ye the Lord. Praise ye the Lord from the heavens praise him in the heights. Praise ye him, all his angels praise ye him, all his hosts.
Página 565 - And beautiful, midst that wild scene, Gleam'd up the boy's dead face, Like slumber's, trustingly serene, In melancholy grace. Deep in her bosom lay his head, With half-shut violet eye — He had known little of her dread, Nought of her agony ! Oh...
Página 259 - And behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the LORD; but the LORD was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the LORD was not in the earthquake: And after the earthquake a fire; but the LORD was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.