Hebrew MelodiesW. Dugdale, 1823 - 36ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... coming eve Can banish from the sky , Those smiles unto the moodiest mind Their own pure joy impart ; Their sunshine leaves a glow behind That lightens o'er the heart . THY DAYS ARE DONE . 1 . THY days are HEBREW MELODIES . 15.
... coming eve Can banish from the sky , Those smiles unto the moodiest mind Their own pure joy impart ; Their sunshine leaves a glow behind That lightens o'er the heart . THY DAYS ARE DONE . 1 . THY days are HEBREW MELODIES . 15.
16 ÆäÀÌÁö
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. THY DAYS ARE DONE . 1 . THY days are done , thy fame begun ; Thy country's strains record The triumphs of her chosen Son , The slaughters of his sword ! The deeds he did , the fields the won , The freedom ...
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. THY DAYS ARE DONE . 1 . THY days are done , thy fame begun ; Thy country's strains record The triumphs of her chosen Son , The slaughters of his sword ! The deeds he did , the fields the won , The freedom ...
17 ÆäÀÌÁö
... , but never we part , Heir to my royalty , son of my heart ! Bright is the diadem , boundless the sway , Or kingly the death , which awaits us to - day ! B 3 SAUL . 1 . THOU whose spell can raise the HEBREW MELODIES . 17.
... , but never we part , Heir to my royalty , son of my heart ! Bright is the diadem , boundless the sway , Or kingly the death , which awaits us to - day ! B 3 SAUL . 1 . THOU whose spell can raise the HEBREW MELODIES . 17.
18 ÆäÀÌÁö
... thy buried head ! " King , behold the phantom seer ! " Earth yawn'd ; he stood the centre of a cloud : Light changed ... day is done , " Such 18 HEBREW MELODIES .
... thy buried head ! " King , behold the phantom seer ! " Earth yawn'd ; he stood the centre of a cloud : Light changed ... day is done , " Such 18 HEBREW MELODIES .
19 ÆäÀÌÁö
... thou be , such thy son , " Fare thee well , but for a day ; " Then we mix our mouldering clay . " Thou , thy race , lie pale and low , " Pierced by shafts of many a bow ; ¡° And the falchion by thy side " To thy heart , thy hand shall ...
... thou be , such thy son , " Fare thee well , but for a day ; " Then we mix our mouldering clay . " Thou , thy race , lie pale and low , " Pierced by shafts of many a bow ; ¡° And the falchion by thy side " To thy heart , thy hand shall ...
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art thou Babel's beam BEAUTY'S BLOOM behold blood of thy Bloodless BOSOM AS FALSE bright burst COLDNESS WRAPS dark daughter Death deep desolate diadem Disdain'd doom'd earth eyes FALSE AS THOU Father fingers Galilee glance glitter'd glow godless hand HARP THE MONARCH hath heart Heav'n HEBREW MELODIES HIGH WORLD host immortal JORDAN'S BANKS Judah's King land leaves let thy light lightens o'er living look'd lore Mariamne melting MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT mountain nameless pass'd pure rays roll'd Salem Saul SAW THEE scatter'd seer shade shone shrine shroud Sire sleepless smiles SNATCH'D soar song Sorrow soul grow spirit stood stray SUFFERING CLAY sweet sword tears tender thine thou art thou canst THOU DEEM'ST Thou shalt thought throne THY DAYS Thy fall Thy glory thy temple trace tremulous triumph voice WALKS IN BEAUTY wave wax'd weep wept WILD GAZELLE Wisdom's wither'd WRAPS THIS SUFFERING