Friendship's Gift: A Souvenir for 1848Walter Percival John P. Hill, 1848 - 312페이지 |
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... hope beguiled our fears - Hope , ever bright , and ever vain ; We parted thence in silent tears , Never to meet in life — again . - The myrtle that I gaze upon , Sad token by thy love devised , Is all the record left of one So long ...
... hope beguiled our fears - Hope , ever bright , and ever vain ; We parted thence in silent tears , Never to meet in life — again . - The myrtle that I gaze upon , Sad token by thy love devised , Is all the record left of one So long ...
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... hope you did not feel . I bore the gift Affection gave , O'er desert sand and thorny brake , O'er rugged rock and stormy wave , I loved it for the giver's sake ; And often in my happiest day , In scenes of bliss and hours of pride ...
... hope you did not feel . I bore the gift Affection gave , O'er desert sand and thorny brake , O'er rugged rock and stormy wave , I loved it for the giver's sake ; And often in my happiest day , In scenes of bliss and hours of pride ...
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... my narrow home : And it shall bloom in beauty there , Like Florence in her early day ; Or , nipped by cold December's air , Wither — like Hope and thee - away . - WILL THE WIZARD . BY JOHN NEAL . ― SOMEWHERE LINES TO FLORENCE . 15.
... my narrow home : And it shall bloom in beauty there , Like Florence in her early day ; Or , nipped by cold December's air , Wither — like Hope and thee - away . - WILL THE WIZARD . BY JOHN NEAL . ― SOMEWHERE LINES TO FLORENCE . 15.
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... hope . There was a settled expres- sion of sweet seriousness about his mouth — but , occasionally a smile would appear , playing for a mo- ment there , like sunshine it would pass away , too , like sunshine and there would be left ...
... hope . There was a settled expres- sion of sweet seriousness about his mouth — but , occasionally a smile would appear , playing for a mo- ment there , like sunshine it would pass away , too , like sunshine and there would be left ...
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... hope — hey ? And why not , father ? Is n't she the bravest girl in Warrickshire ? did n't you tell mother so yourself , not a month ago ? To be sure I did ; and as beautiful as brave . But how , in the name of all the saints , camest ...
... hope — hey ? And why not , father ? Is n't she the bravest girl in Warrickshire ? did n't you tell mother so yourself , not a month ago ? To be sure I did ; and as beautiful as brave . But how , in the name of all the saints , camest ...
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296 페이지 - That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the Moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind...
273 페이지 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve! She leant against the armed man.
275 페이지 - The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long. She wept with pity and delight, She blushed with love, and virgin shame ; And like the murmur of a dream, I heard her breathe my name. Her bosom heaved, — she stepped aside, As conscious of my look she stept, — Then suddenly, with timorous eye She fled to me and wept.
297 페이지 - I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I can not die. For after the rain, when with never a stain The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air...
296 페이지 - The sanguine sunrise, with his meteor eyes, And his burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing rack...
276 페이지 - twas a bashful art, That I might rather feel, than see, The swelling of her heart.
196 페이지 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal Boy! This can unlock the gates of Joy; Of Horror that, and thrilling Fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic Tears.
253 페이지 - Ines" had always, for me, an inexpressible charm: O saw ye not fair Ines! She's gone into the West, To dazzle when the sun is down, And rob the world of rest...
295 페이지 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
254 페이지 - ... been a beauteous dream, If it had been no more ! Alas, alas, fair Ines, She went away with song ; With Music waiting on her steps, And shoutings of the throng. But some were sad and felt no mirth, But only Music's wrong, In sounds that sang Farewell, Farewell, To her you've loved so long. Farewell, farewell, fair Ines, That vessel never bore So fair a lady on its deck, Nor danced so light before, — Alas for pleasure on the sea, And sorrow on the shore ! The smile that blest one lover's heart...