The Poetical Works of Mrs. Felicia Hemans: Complete in One VolumeGrigg & Elliot, 1836 - 444 էջ |
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... father's land - my child's ! What hath thy son brought from thee to the wilds ? He hath brought marks of torture and the chain , Traces of things which pass not as a breeze , A blighted name , dark thoughts , wrath , wo — thy gifts are ...
... father's land - my child's ! What hath thy son brought from thee to the wilds ? He hath brought marks of torture and the chain , Traces of things which pass not as a breeze , A blighted name , dark thoughts , wrath , wo — thy gifts are ...
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... father - in my place of birth , I stood an alien . On the very floor Which oft had trembled to my boyish mirth , The love that reared me , knew my face no more ! There hung the antique armour , helm and crest , Whose every stain woke ...
... father - in my place of birth , I stood an alien . On the very floor Which oft had trembled to my boyish mirth , The love that reared me , knew my face no more ! There hung the antique armour , helm and crest , Whose every stain woke ...
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... fathers ' days , Which are told to others now ! But tell us , thou bird of the solemn strain ! Can those who have loved ... father of his child ? And the chief , of those that were wont to share His wanderings through the wild ? We call ...
... fathers ' days , Which are told to others now ! But tell us , thou bird of the solemn strain ! Can those who have loved ... father of his child ? And the chief , of those that were wont to share His wanderings through the wild ? We call ...
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... father's deeds are told , In the bower and in the hold ! Where the goatherd's lay is sung , Where the minstrel's harp is strung ! -Foes are on thy native sea- Give our bards a tale of thee ! " And the prince came armed , like a leader's ...
... father's deeds are told , In the bower and in the hold ! Where the goatherd's lay is sung , Where the minstrel's harp is strung ! -Foes are on thy native sea- Give our bards a tale of thee ! " And the prince came armed , like a leader's ...
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... father , father ! but for me , They had not been so white ! And the silent king in sight . There was heard a heavy clang , As of steel - girt men the tread , And the tombs and the hollow pavement rang With a sounding trill of dread ...
... father , father ! but for me , They had not been so white ! And the silent king in sight . There was heard a heavy clang , As of steel - girt men the tread , And the tombs and the hollow pavement rang With a sounding trill of dread ...
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The Poetical Works of Mrs. Felicia Hemans: Complete in One Volume Mrs. Hemans Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1867 |
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art thou banners beauty beneath bless blest bosom bowers brave breast breath breeze bright bright land bright waves broken flower brow cloud Conradin dark dead death deep doth dread dreams dwell e'en earth Elmina fair falchion farewell father fear flowers fount gaze glance gleam gloom glorious glory glow gone Gonzalez grave grief hath hear heart Heaven hills holy hope hour hushed land light lone look lyre METASTASIO midst mighty Montalba Moorish mournful murmur ne'er night o'er pale Procida proud Provençal Raimond repose rills rocks Roncesvalles rose round scene shade shadow shed shore shrine silent skies sleep slumber smile soft solemn song soul sound Spain spirit stars stream sunbeam sunny sweet swell sword tears tempest thee thine thou art Thou hast thought thrilling tomb tone unto Vittoria voice wake wave weep wild wind young
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Էջ 65 - E'en while with us thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. 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.
Էջ 277 - O'er each fair sleeping brow ; She had each folded flower in sight — ' Where are those dreamers now ? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one ; He lies where pearls lie deep; He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.
Էջ 278 - 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!
Էջ 270 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free...
Էջ 269 - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Էջ 289 - Her lot is on you !— to be found untired, Watching the stars out by the bed of pain, With a pale cheek, and yet a brow inspired, And a true heart of hope, though hope be vain ; Meekly to bear with wrong, to cheer decay, And oh ! to love through all things— therefore pray...
Էջ 332 - I HEAR thee speak of the better land, Thou call'st its children a happy band ; Mother! oh, where is that radiant shore? Shall we not seek it, and weep no more? Is it where the flower of the orange blows, And the fire-flies glance through the myrtle boughs ?" — " Not there, not there, my child...
Էջ 244 - The better days of life were ours; The worst can be but mine; The sun that cheers, the storm that lowers, Shall never more be thine.
Էջ 262 - ... The place was kept at board and hearth so long, The prayer went up through midnight's breathless gloom, And the vain yearning woke 'midst festal song ! Hold fast thy buried Isles, thy towers o'erthrown — But all is not thine own. To thee the love of woman hath gone down, Dark flow thy tides o'er manhood's noble head, O'er youth's bright locks, and beauty's flowery crown, — Yet must thou hear a voice — restore the dead ! Earth shall reclaim her precious things from thee ! — Restore the...
Էջ 269 - I know whence the shadow comes o'er you now Ye have strewn the dust on the sunny brow ! Ye have given the lovely to earth's embrace, She hath taken the fairest of beauty's race, With their laughing eyes and their...