Poems of Felicia Hemans: Chronologically Arranged, with Illustrative Notes and a Selection of Contemporary ReviewsWilliam P. Nimmo, 1878 - 668 էջ |
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... speak of realms , where Virtue's wing shall soar On eagle - plume - to wonder and adore ; And friends , divided here , shall meet at last , Unite their kindred souls - and smile on all the past ! Yes ! we may hope that nature's ...
... speak of realms , where Virtue's wing shall soar On eagle - plume - to wonder and adore ; And friends , divided here , shall meet at last , Unite their kindred souls - and smile on all the past ! Yes ! we may hope that nature's ...
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... speak , Like Sorrow - in a tear ? " Al furor d'avversa Sorte . " HE shall not dread Misfortune's angry mien , Nor feebly sink beneath her tempest rude , Whose soul hath learn'd , through many a trying scene , To smile at fate , and ...
... speak , Like Sorrow - in a tear ? " Al furor d'avversa Sorte . " HE shall not dread Misfortune's angry mien , Nor feebly sink beneath her tempest rude , Whose soul hath learn'd , through many a trying scene , To smile at fate , and ...
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... speak once more - these rising doubts dispel : One smile of tenderness , and all is well ! " " Not thus we met in other days ! —oh , no ! Thou wert not , warrior , then thy country's foe ! Those days are past - we ne'er shall meet again ...
... speak once more - these rising doubts dispel : One smile of tenderness , and all is well ! " " Not thus we met in other days ! —oh , no ! Thou wert not , warrior , then thy country's foe ! Those days are past - we ne'er shall meet again ...
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... Speak to his soul of glory's vanish'd years , And wake the source of unavailing tears . -Weep'st thou , Abdallah ? -- Thou dost well to weep , O feeble heart ! o'er all thou couldst not keep ! Well do a woman's tears befit the eye Of ...
... Speak to his soul of glory's vanish'd years , And wake the source of unavailing tears . -Weep'st thou , Abdallah ? -- Thou dost well to weep , O feeble heart ! o'er all thou couldst not keep ! Well do a woman's tears befit the eye Of ...
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... Speak to our spirits as of yore . Talk not of mercy ! -blood alone The stain of bloodshed may atone ; Nought else can pay that mighty debt , The dead forbid us to forget . " He pauses . From the patriarch's brow There beams more lofty ...
... Speak to our spirits as of yore . Talk not of mercy ! -blood alone The stain of bloodshed may atone ; Nought else can pay that mighty debt , The dead forbid us to forget . " He pauses . From the patriarch's brow There beams more lofty ...
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Էջ 371 - 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.
Էջ 643 - You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry 'Hold, hold!
Էջ 414 - THE stately homes of England ! How beautiful they stand, Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land ! The deer across their greensward bound, Through shade and sunny gleam ; And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
Էջ 482 - Not there, not there, my child." " Is it where the feathery palm-trees rise, And the date grows ripe under sunny skies ? Or 'midst the green islands of glittering seas. Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze, And strange bright birds, on their starry wings, Bear the rich hues of all glorious things ! " "Not there, not there, ray child.
Էջ 379 - CHILD, amidst the flowers at play, While the red light fades away ; Mother, with thine earnest eye, Ever following silently; Father, by the breeze of eve Call'd thy harvest-work to leave — Pray : ere yet the dark hours be, Lift the heart and bend the knee...
Էջ 496 - Come to the sunset tree ! The day is past and gone ; The woodman's axe lies free, And the reaper's work is done.
Էջ 377 - Youth and the opening rose May look like things too glorious for decay, And smile at thee ! - but thou art not of those That wait the ripened bloom to seize their prey.
Էջ 414 - Through glowing orchards forth they peep, Each from its nook of leaves, And fearless there the lowly sleep, As the bird beneath their eaves. The free fair homes of England, Long, long, in hut and hall, May hearts of native proof be reared To guard each hallowed wall. And green for ever be the groves, And bright the flowery sod, Where first the child's glad spirit loves Its country and its God.
Էջ 431 - There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth; There was manhood's brow serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth. What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war?— They sought a Faith's pure shrine!
Էջ 364 - 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 dead, thou sea ! BRING FLOWERS.