Lyrics of the Heart: with Other PoemsLongman, Brown, Green and Longmans, 1853 - 331 páginas |
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... grief and pain , Since last I loitered here , and deemed Life was the fairy thing it seemed ! And gazing on thy crumbling walls , What visions meet my mental eye ; For every stone of thine recalls Some trace of years gone by ; - Some ...
... grief and pain , Since last I loitered here , and deemed Life was the fairy thing it seemed ! And gazing on thy crumbling walls , What visions meet my mental eye ; For every stone of thine recalls Some trace of years gone by ; - Some ...
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... grief is half subdued ; And Peace , the halcyon , loves to brood . Then , let the world's proud fool deride ; I'll pay my debt of gratitude To thee - my own fireside ! Shrine of my household deities ; Bright scene of home's unsullied ...
... grief is half subdued ; And Peace , the halcyon , loves to brood . Then , let the world's proud fool deride ; I'll pay my debt of gratitude To thee - my own fireside ! Shrine of my household deities ; Bright scene of home's unsullied ...
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... grief that will not yield to Time ; Revenge , Remorse , and Hate unquenchable , — The weltering offspring of Despair and Crime , - Touched by his wand , uprise in agony sublime ! VI . But , lo ! what vision bursts upon my sight ! What ...
... grief that will not yield to Time ; Revenge , Remorse , and Hate unquenchable , — The weltering offspring of Despair and Crime , - Touched by his wand , uprise in agony sublime ! VI . But , lo ! what vision bursts upon my sight ! What ...
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... grief to soften , - Half withholds the power of Song ! Foul Oppression , fiercer , stronger , That her step I strove to stay , Till my feeble arm no longer Might her trampling hoofs delay , - Treads me down : no more my trust is In my ...
... grief to soften , - Half withholds the power of Song ! Foul Oppression , fiercer , stronger , That her step I strove to stay , Till my feeble arm no longer Might her trampling hoofs delay , - Treads me down : no more my trust is In my ...
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... grief indent thy pure and polished brow . Whilst unto her from whom those lines had birth , A briefer span but brighter doom is given ; To wane and wither like a thing of earth , And only know immortal bloom in heaven . TO CAROLINE ...
... grief indent thy pure and polished brow . Whilst unto her from whom those lines had birth , A briefer span but brighter doom is given ; To wane and wither like a thing of earth , And only know immortal bloom in heaven . TO CAROLINE ...
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AMIENS CATHEDRAL beam blessed bliss bloom Boabdil Book of Ruth bosom Bound in Turkey bowers breast breath bright brow burst calm CAROLINE BOWLES charm cheek cherished clouds dark deep dreams earth faded fair fame fancy farewell fate feeling fireside flowers fond frown gaze gentle GEORGE BARRET gloom glory glowing grace grief hath heart heaven hopes hour King of Fez KIRKSTALL ABBEY life's light lips Malhamdale MARTIN FARQUHAR TUPPER mirth murmur Muse muslin ne'er neath NELL GWYNN never o'er once peace POET'S pride Rhine Richmond Hill round scene shine sigh skies sleep smile song soothing sorrow soul spell spirit spring star stir storm strife summer sunbright sweet tears thine thou art thou hast thou wert thoughts thrill throne thy beauty truth Turkey Morocco Vaucluse visions vows wave Whilst wild wings withered Woman's yore youth
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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...