PoemsSorin and Ball, 1845 - 329 էջ |
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... child- hood was passed among the wild mountain scenery of Wales ; and before she was nineteen years of age , she had ... children , five sons , in whom all her affections from this time were centered . Here she wrote The Restoration of ...
... child- hood was passed among the wild mountain scenery of Wales ; and before she was nineteen years of age , she had ... children , five sons , in whom all her affections from this time were centered . Here she wrote The Restoration of ...
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... Children , National Lyrics , and Songs for Music . Her domestic sorrows , and the earnestness with which she devoted herself to literary pursuits , had long before impaired her health ; and now her decline became rapid , and induced ...
... Children , National Lyrics , and Songs for Music . Her domestic sorrows , and the earnestness with which she devoted herself to literary pursuits , had long before impaired her health ; and now her decline became rapid , and induced ...
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... Child , and the meeting of Tasso and his Sister . How well she understood the hopelessness of ideal love ! O ask not , hope thou not too much Of sympathy below- Few are the hearts whence one same touch Bid the sweet fountain flow : Few ...
... Child , and the meeting of Tasso and his Sister . How well she understood the hopelessness of ideal love ! O ask not , hope thou not too much Of sympathy below- Few are the hearts whence one same touch Bid the sweet fountain flow : Few ...
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... Child , 114 · The Funeral Genius ; an Ancient Statue , 115 He never Smiled Again , 118 The Voice of Spring , 119 The Farewell to the Dead , 122 Bring Flowers , 124 The Treasures of the Deep , 126 The Revellers , The Songs of our Fathers ...
... Child , 114 · The Funeral Genius ; an Ancient Statue , 115 He never Smiled Again , 118 The Voice of Spring , 119 The Farewell to the Dead , 122 Bring Flowers , 124 The Treasures of the Deep , 126 The Revellers , The Songs of our Fathers ...
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... Child , Roman Girl's Song , 212 214 215 219 222 223 225 227 England's Dead , 229 • Italian Girl's Hymn to the Virgin , 231 The Diver , 233 The Antique Sepulchre , 235 Cœur De Lion at the Bier of his Father , 237 The Suliote Mother , 241 ...
... Child , Roman Girl's Song , 212 214 215 219 222 223 225 227 England's Dead , 229 • Italian Girl's Hymn to the Virgin , 231 The Diver , 233 The Antique Sepulchre , 235 Cœur De Lion at the Bier of his Father , 237 The Suliote Mother , 241 ...
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Էջ 106 - 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 10 - Her lot is on you !— silent tears to weep, And patient smiles to wear through suffering's hour, And sumless riches, from affection's deep, To pour on broken reeds— a wasted shower ! And to make idols, and to find them clay, And to bewail that worship — therefore pray!
Էջ 112 - 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 242 - Speak, Father!" once again he cried, "If I may yet be gone!" —And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on.
Էջ 109 - 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 ! THE LOST PLEIAD.
Էջ 241 - 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.
Էջ 108 - 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 243 - That weigh'd their dark fringe down, to sit and watch The crimson deepening o'er his cheek's repose, As at a red flower's heart : and where a fount Lay, like a twilight star, midst palmy shades, Making its banks green gems along the wild, There too she...
Էջ 126 - Pale glistening pearls, and rainbow-coloured shells, Bright things which gleam unrecked of, and in vain. — Keep, keep thy riches, melancholy Sea ! We ask not such from thee. Yet more, the Depths have more ! What wealth untold Far down, and shining through their stillness lies ! Thou hast the starry gems, the burning gold, Won from ten thousand royal Argosies.1 — Sweep o'er thy spoils, thou wild and wrathful Main...
Էջ 107 - 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 !* THE SICILIAN CAPTIVE.