Lyrics of the Heart: with Other PoemsLongman, Brown, Green and Longmans, 1853 - 331 páginas |
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... ; For every stone of thine recalls Some trace of years gone by ; - Some cherished bliss , too frail to last , Some hope decayed , or passion past ! KIRKSTALL ABBEY REVISITED . Ay , thoughts come thronging on 18 LYRICS OF THE HEART .
... ; For every stone of thine recalls Some trace of years gone by ; - Some cherished bliss , too frail to last , Some hope decayed , or passion past ! KIRKSTALL ABBEY REVISITED . Ay , thoughts come thronging on 18 LYRICS OF THE HEART .
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... past , when life was new , Ere Time or Care had touched my brow , My earliest songs were given to you ; Come back and be my Muses now ! Now that my heart is faint and worn With many a vigil dark and long , And I have learned those hues ...
... past , when life was new , Ere Time or Care had touched my brow , My earliest songs were given to you ; Come back and be my Muses now ! Now that my heart is faint and worn With many a vigil dark and long , And I have learned those hues ...
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... past , And all its aching joys are now no more , And all its dizzy raptures . Not for this Faint I , nor mourn , nor murmur ; other gifts Have followed , for such loss , I would believe , Abundant recompense . " WORDSWORTH . I. TEN ...
... past , And all its aching joys are now no more , And all its dizzy raptures . Not for this Faint I , nor mourn , nor murmur ; other gifts Have followed , for such loss , I would believe , Abundant recompense . " WORDSWORTH . I. TEN ...
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... past before me ; And long - lost scenes , but loved too well , In all their truth restore me . Cold is her hand who placed thee here , Thou record sad of Love and Spring , Ere life's May - flowers , like thee , grew sere , Or Hope had ...
... past before me ; And long - lost scenes , but loved too well , In all their truth restore me . Cold is her hand who placed thee here , Thou record sad of Love and Spring , Ere life's May - flowers , like thee , grew sere , Or Hope had ...
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... past , those dreams have fled ; Ties , sweeter , holier , bind me now ; And , if life's first May - flowers are dead , Its summer garland wreathes my brow . Sleep on , sleep on ! I would but gaze A moment on thy faded bloom ; Heave one ...
... past , those dreams have fled ; Ties , sweeter , holier , bind me now ; And , if life's first May - flowers are dead , Its summer garland wreathes my brow . Sleep on , sleep on ! I would but gaze A moment on thy faded bloom ; Heave one ...
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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...