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... tears the laurels on his tomb ; When Prussia , drooping o'er her hero's grave , Invoked his spirit to descend and save ; Then set her glories - then expir'd her sun , And fraud achieved e'en more than conquest won ! O'er peaceful realms ...
... tears the laurels on his tomb ; When Prussia , drooping o'er her hero's grave , Invoked his spirit to descend and save ; Then set her glories - then expir'd her sun , And fraud achieved e'en more than conquest won ! O'er peaceful realms ...
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Mrs. Hemans. There let the tears of heaven descend in balm , There let the poet consecrate his palm ! Let honor , pity , bless the holy ground , And shades of sainted heroes watch around ! ' Twas thus , while Glory rung his thrilling ...
Mrs. Hemans. There let the tears of heaven descend in balm , There let the poet consecrate his palm ! Let honor , pity , bless the holy ground , And shades of sainted heroes watch around ! ' Twas thus , while Glory rung his thrilling ...
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... tears , by late repentance pour'd May lave the blood - stains from my sword ! " Far other tears , O Wallace ! rise From the heart's fountain to thine eyes ; Bright , holy , and uncheck'd they spring , While thy voice falters , " Hail ...
... tears , by late repentance pour'd May lave the blood - stains from my sword ! " Far other tears , O Wallace ! rise From the heart's fountain to thine eyes ; Bright , holy , and uncheck'd they spring , While thy voice falters , " Hail ...
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... tears , Is gathered to the brave of other years : And Hamet , as beneath the cypress - shade His martyr'd brother and his sire are laid , Feels every deep resolve , and burning thought Of ampler vengeance , e'en to passion wrought ; Yet ...
... tears , Is gathered to the brave of other years : And Hamet , as beneath the cypress - shade His martyr'd brother and his sire are laid , Feels every deep resolve , and burning thought Of ampler vengeance , e'en to passion wrought ; Yet ...
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... tears our last farewell ! " Is the voice hush'd , whose loved , expressive tone Thrill'd to her heart - and doth she weep alone ? Alone she weeps ; that hour of parting o'er , When shall the pang it leaves be felt no more ? The gale ...
... tears our last farewell ! " Is the voice hush'd , whose loved , expressive tone Thrill'd to her heart - and doth she weep alone ? Alone she weeps ; that hour of parting o'er , When shall the pang it leaves be felt no more ? The gale ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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.