Poems of Felicia HemansWilliam Blackwood and Sons, 1872 |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 84
Página 17
... grave ! Lo ! through the waste , the wilderness of snows , With fainting step , Siberia's exile goes ! Homeless and sad , o'er many a polar wild , Where beam , or flower , or verdure never smiled ; Where frost and silence hold their ...
... grave ! Lo ! through the waste , the wilderness of snows , With fainting step , Siberia's exile goes ! Homeless and sad , o'er many a polar wild , Where beam , or flower , or verdure never smiled ; Where frost and silence hold their ...
Página 20
... grave with all his favourite stones . His much - loved hammer's resting by his side ; Each hand contains a shell - fish petrified : His mouth a piece of pudding - stone incloses , And at his feet a lump of coal reposes : Sure he was ...
... grave with all his favourite stones . His much - loved hammer's resting by his side ; Each hand contains a shell - fish petrified : His mouth a piece of pudding - stone incloses , And at his feet a lump of coal reposes : Sure he was ...
Página 22
... grave ; Home of the Arts ! where glory's faded smile Sheds lingering light o'er many a mouldering pile ; Proud wreck ... graves to crown That ask no urn to blazon their renown ! There shall the bard in future ages tread , And bless each ...
... grave ; Home of the Arts ! where glory's faded smile Sheds lingering light o'er many a mouldering pile ; Proud wreck ... graves to crown That ask no urn to blazon their renown ! There shall the bard in future ages tread , And bless each ...
Página 27
... grave , Who lived to guide us , and who died to save ; Him , at whose glance the powers of evil fled , And soul return'd to animate the dead ; Whom the waves own'd - and sunk beneath his eye , Awed by one accent of Divinity ; To Him she ...
... grave , Who lived to guide us , and who died to save ; Him , at whose glance the powers of evil fled , And soul return'd to animate the dead ; Whom the waves own'd - and sunk beneath his eye , Awed by one accent of Divinity ; To Him she ...
Página 36
... graves , | Hast drain'd the bitter cup once mingled for thy Biates LVM Now all is o'er - for thee alike are flown ... grave's profound , A voice , a step , would seem as some unearthly sound LVIIL Tafzetus still lifts his awful brow ...
... graves , | Hast drain'd the bitter cup once mingled for thy Biates LVM Now all is o'er - for thee alike are flown ... grave's profound , A voice , a step , would seem as some unearthly sound LVIIL Tafzetus still lifts his awful brow ...
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
Términos y frases comunes
art thou banner beam beauty blest bosom bowers brave breast breath breeze bright brow burst Caius calm Carmagnola Châteaubriand clime cloud Conradin dark Dartmoor dead death deep doth dread dreams dwell E'en earth ELMINA Emilianus fair fame fane fate fear fled flowers foes gaze glorious glory glow grace grave Greece grief hallow'd hath heart heaven Hemans hope hour hush'd Immortal records Italy land light lofty lone lyre midst mighty Montalba ne'er o'er o'er thy pangs pass'd Peneus PROCIDA proud Raim repose rocks Rome round scene seem'd shade shore shrine sigh silent skies sleep slumber smile song soul sound Spain spirit Stamp'd storm strain stream sublime sunbeam sweet swell sword tears thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne tomb towers triumph Twas vale vale of Tempe voice wake warrior wave weep wild winds
Pasajes populares
Página 375 - 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 375 - tis lovely ! childhood's lip and cheek Mantling beneath its earnest brow of thought ; Gaze — yet what seest thou in those fair, and meek, And fragile things, as but for sunshine wrought ? ' Thou seest what grief must nurture for the sky, What death must fashion for eternity.
Página 377 - Traveller, in the stranger's land, Far from thine own household band ; Mourner, haunted by the tone Of a voice from this world gone...
Página 247 - I have looked o'er the hills of the stormy north, And the larch has hung all his tassels forth, The fisher is out on the sunny sea, And the reindeer bounds...
Página 248 - Ye of the rose lip and dew-bright eye, And the bounding footstep, to meet me fly ! With the lyre, and the wreath, and the joyous lay, Come forth to the sunshine, I may not stay. Away from the dwellings of care-worn men, The waters are sparkling in grove and glen...
Página 369 - TWAS a lovely thought to mark the hours As they floated in light away, By the opening and the folding flowers, That laugh to the summer's day.
Página 369 - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm — A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though childlike form.
Página 247 - From the streams and founts I have loosed the chain, They are sweeping on to the silvery main, They are flashing down from the mountain brows, They are flinging spray o'er the forest boughs, They are bursting fresh from their sparry caves, And the earth resounds with the joy of waves ! Come forth, O ye children of gladness ! come ! Where the violets lie may be now your home.
Página 363 - Bring flowers, pale flowers, o'er the bier to shed, A crown for the brow of the early dead ! For this through its leaves hath the white rose burst, For this in the woods was the violet nursed ! Though they smile in vain for what once was ours, They are love's last gift. Bring ye flowers, pale flowers...
Página 248 - Which toss'd in the breeze with a play of light ; There were eyes, in whose glistening laughter lay No faint remembrance of dull decay ! There were steps that flew o'er the cowslip's head, As if for a banquet all earth were spread ; There were voices that rung through the sapphire sky, And had not a sound of mortality...