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... land Dog XXXV . Farewell XXXVI . Verses on Sir P. Parker XXXVII . Napoleon's Farewell Notes to the Poems 130 · · 133 135 139 143 • HEBREW MELODIES . She walks in beauty • The harp the monarch minstrel swept If that high world The wild ...
... land Dog XXXV . Farewell XXXVI . Verses on Sir P. Parker XXXVII . Napoleon's Farewell Notes to the Poems 130 · · 133 135 139 143 • HEBREW MELODIES . She walks in beauty • The harp the monarch minstrel swept If that high world The wild ...
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... is seen , Not what he was , but what he should have been : But the poor dog , in life the firmest friend 130 POEMS . Inscription on the Monument of a Newfound- land Farewell Verses on Sir P Parker Napoleon's Farewell Notes to the Poems.
... is seen , Not what he was , but what he should have been : But the poor dog , in life the firmest friend 130 POEMS . Inscription on the Monument of a Newfound- land Farewell Verses on Sir P Parker Napoleon's Farewell Notes to the Poems.
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... Land , where the gloom of my Glory Arose and o'ershadowed the earth with her name- She abandons me now , -but the page of her story , The brightest or blackest , is filled with my fame . I have warred with a world which vanquished me ...
... Land , where the gloom of my Glory Arose and o'ershadowed the earth with her name- She abandons me now , -but the page of her story , The brightest or blackest , is filled with my fame . I have warred with a world which vanquished me ...
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... wander witheringly , In other lands to die ; And where our fathers ' ashes be , Our own may never lie : Our temple hath not left a stone , And Mockery sits on Salem's throne . OH ! WEEP FOR THOSE . I. OH ! WEEP HEBREW MELODIES . 159.
... wander witheringly , In other lands to die ; And where our fathers ' ashes be , Our own may never lie : Our temple hath not left a stone , And Mockery sits on Salem's throne . OH ! WEEP FOR THOSE . I. OH ! WEEP HEBREW MELODIES . 159.
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... land a dream ; Weep for the harp of Judah's broken shell ; Mourn - where their God hath dwelt the Godless dwell ! II . And where shall Israel lave her bleeding feet 160 HEBREW MELODIES . Oh! weep for those On Jordan's banks.
... land a dream ; Weep for the harp of Judah's broken shell ; Mourn - where their God hath dwelt the Godless dwell ! II . And where shall Israel lave her bleeding feet 160 HEBREW MELODIES . Oh! weep for those On Jordan's banks.
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Էջ 201 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
Էջ 152 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Էջ 201 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
Էջ 202 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord...
Էջ 165 - Away in Beauty's Bloom OH! snatch'd away in beauty's bloom, On thee shall press no ponderous tomb; But on thy turf shall roses rear Their leaves, the earliest of the year; And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom: And oft by yon blue gushing stream Shall Sorrow lean her drooping head, And feed deep thought with many a dream, And lingering pause and lightly tread: Fond wretch! as if her step disturb'd the dead!
Էջ 9 - The Spaniard, when the lust of sway Had lost its quickening spell, Cast crowns for rosaries away, An empire for a cell...
Էջ 166 - ... roses rear Their leaves, the earliest of the year ; And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom. And oft by yon blue gushing stream Shall Sorrow lean her drooping head, And feed deep thought with many a dream. And lingering pause and lightly tread ; Fond wretch ! as if her step...
Էջ 187 - A captive in the land, A stranger and a youth, He heard the King's command, He saw that writing's truth. The lamps around were bright, The prophecy in view; He read it on that night, — The morrow proved it true. " Belshazzar's grave is made, His kingdom...
Էջ 159 - d race ; For, taking root, it there remains In solitary grace : It cannot quit its place of birth, It will not live in other earth. But we must wander witheringly, In other lands to die; And where our fathers...
Էջ 13 - Wilt thou withstand the shock? And share with him, the unforgiven, His vulture and his rock? Foredoomed by God — by man accurst, And that last act, though not thy worst, The very Fiend's arch mock ! He, in his fall preserved his pride, And, if a mortal; had as proudly died!