Lyrics of the Heart: With Other Poems

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Longman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1853 - 244 páginas

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Página 23 - That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures.
Página 26 - LET others seek for empty joys, At ball, or concert, rout, or play ; Whilst, far from fashion's idle noise, Her gilded domes, and trappings gay, I while the wintry eve away, — 'Twixt book and lute the hours divide ; And marvel how I e'er could stray From thee — my own Fireside! My own Fireside ! Those simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy...
Página 71 - ... away ; And, sick with dark foreboding fears, we dared not breathe aloud, Sat, hand in hand, in speechless grief, to wait death's coming cloud ! It came at length ; — o'er thy bright blue eye the film was gathering fast, — And an awful shade passed o'er thy brow, the deepest and the In thicker gushes strove thy breath, — we raised thy drooping head ; — A moment more — the final pang — and thou wert of the dead...
Página 28 - Hath never made its hated lair By thee — my own Fireside ! Thy precincts are a charmed ring, Where no harsh feeling dares intrude ; Where life's vexations lose their sting ; Where even grief is half subdued : And Peace, the halcyon, loves to brood. Then, let the pampered fool deride...
Página 104 - Both warbling of one song, both in one key; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted, But yet an union in partition...
Página 72 - Pure as the snow-flake ere it falls and takes the stain of earth, With not a taint of mortal life except thy mortal birth, — God bade thee early taste the spring for which so many thirst, And bliss — eternal bliss — is thine, my Fairest and my First !
Página 23 - Unwithered hopes — unwasted powers, And frames unworn by mortal pain ; — Such was the bright and genial flow Of life with us — ten years ago ! Time has not...
Página 27 - And fill with tears of joy mine eyes ! What is there my wild heart can prize That doth not in thy sphere abide, Haunt of my home-bred sympathies, My own — my own Fireside...
Página 69 - MY sweet one, my sweet one, the tears were in my eyes When first I clasped thee to my heart, and heard thy feeble cries ; — For I thought of all that I had borne, as I bent me down to kiss Thy cherry...
Página 24 - s the spirit's glow, That shone through all ten years ago ? I, too, am changed — I scarce know why, Can feel each flagging pulse decay ; And youth, and health, and visions high, Melt like a wreath of snow away. Time cannot, sure, have wrought the ill ; Though worn in this world's...

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