Friendship's Gift: A Souvenir for 1848Walter Percival John P. Hill, 1848 - 312페이지 |
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... passed with silent pace , Florence ! since you and I have met ; Yet when that meeting I retrace , My cheek is pale , my eye is wet ; For I was doomed from thence to rove O'er distant tracts of earth and sea , Unaided , Florence ! save ...
... passed with silent pace , Florence ! since you and I have met ; Yet when that meeting I retrace , My cheek is pale , my eye is wet ; For I was doomed from thence to rove O'er distant tracts of earth and sea , Unaided , Florence ! save ...
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... passed before him and thunders uttered their voices . - The sun rolled up higher and higher , and the sun- shine streamed hotter and hotter upon the boy's uncov- ered head , and played with his glittering hair , until it radiated and ...
... passed before him and thunders uttered their voices . - The sun rolled up higher and higher , and the sun- shine streamed hotter and hotter upon the boy's uncov- ered head , and played with his glittering hair , until it radiated and ...
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... passed the last night of his bachelor existence in his solitary chamber . From half - past eight to ten , he was busily engaged in writ- ing letters . Shortly after ten o'clock , his younger brother Henry knocked at the door , when the ...
... passed the last night of his bachelor existence in his solitary chamber . From half - past eight to ten , he was busily engaged in writ- ing letters . Shortly after ten o'clock , his younger brother Henry knocked at the door , when the ...
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... passed , were a widow and her sick daughter , from the neighbor- hood of Tours . They had left the banks of the Loire to consult the more experienced physicians of the metropolis , and had been directed to the Maison de Sante at Auteuil ...
... passed , were a widow and her sick daughter , from the neighbor- hood of Tours . They had left the banks of the Loire to consult the more experienced physicians of the metropolis , and had been directed to the Maison de Sante at Auteuil ...
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... passing of these symbols of the Catholic faith . In the rear , a few of the villagers , bearing lighted wax tapers ... passed thy threshold . Is thy spirit ready to receive him ? " " It is , father . " " Hast thou confessed thy sins ...
... passing of these symbols of the Catholic faith . In the rear , a few of the villagers , bearing lighted wax tapers ... passed thy threshold . Is thy spirit ready to receive him ? " " It is , father . " " Hast thou confessed thy sins ...
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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...