The Work of Mrs. Hemans, Հատոր 7Lea and Blanchard, 1842 |
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... gleam our own sweet vesper hymn , And think that I too chant it then , far in dim . " my cloister " Yes , I will take the silvery lute - and I will sing to thee A song we heard in childhood's days , even from our father's knee . Oh ...
... gleam our own sweet vesper hymn , And think that I too chant it then , far in dim . " my cloister " Yes , I will take the silvery lute - and I will sing to thee A song we heard in childhood's days , even from our father's knee . Oh ...
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Mrs. Hemans. There's a gleam of spears by every stream , in each old battle - dell- Come forth , young Juan ! bid thy home a brief and proud farewell ! " Then the father gave his son the sword , Which a hundred fights had seen " Away ...
Mrs. Hemans. There's a gleam of spears by every stream , in each old battle - dell- Come forth , young Juan ! bid thy home a brief and proud farewell ! " Then the father gave his son the sword , Which a hundred fights had seen " Away ...
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... gleam Quivers on the glancing stream- Come away ! And the air is fill'd with sound , Soft , and sultry , and profound ; Murmurs through the shadowy grass Lightly stray ; Faint winds whisper as they pass- Come away ; Where the bee's deep ...
... gleam Quivers on the glancing stream- Come away ! And the air is fill'd with sound , Soft , and sultry , and profound ; Murmurs through the shadowy grass Lightly stray ; Faint winds whisper as they pass- Come away ; Where the bee's deep ...
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... gleam Soft on my native stream ? Far o'er the sea ! Where are sweet eyes of love Watching for me ? Where o'er the cabin roof Waves the green tree ? Where speaks the vesper - chime Still of a holy time ? Far o'er the sea . Dance on , ye ...
... gleam Soft on my native stream ? Far o'er the sea ! Where are sweet eyes of love Watching for me ? Where o'er the cabin roof Waves the green tree ? Where speaks the vesper - chime Still of a holy time ? Far o'er the sea . Dance on , ye ...
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... gleaming hair , In midnight dreams ! But cold , and clear , and spirit - like , Thy soft eye seems . Peace in thy saddest hour , my love ! Dwelt on thy brow ; But something mournfully divine There shineth now ! And silent ever is thy ...
... gleaming hair , In midnight dreams ! But cold , and clear , and spirit - like , Thy soft eye seems . Peace in thy saddest hour , my love ! Dwelt on thy brow ; But something mournfully divine There shineth now ! And silent ever is thy ...
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