Hebrew MelodiesW. Dugdale, 1823 - 36페이지 |
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... behold me no more : If the hand that I love lay me low , There cannot be pain in the blow ! 3 . And of this , oh , my Father ! be sure- That the blood of thy child is as pure As the blessing I beg ere it flow , And the last thought that ...
... behold me no more : If the hand that I love lay me low , There cannot be pain in the blow ! 3 . And of this , oh , my Father ! be sure- That the blood of thy child is as pure As the blessing I beg ere it flow , And the last thought that ...
18 페이지
... behold the phantom seer ! " Earth yawn'd ; he stood the centre of a cloud : Light changed its bue , retiring from his shroud . Death stood all glassy in his fixed eye ; His hand was wither'd , and his veins were dry ; His foot , in bony ...
... behold the phantom seer ! " Earth yawn'd ; he stood the centre of a cloud : Light changed its bue , retiring from his shroud . Death stood all glassy in his fixed eye ; His hand was wither'd , and his veins were dry ; His foot , in bony ...
22 페이지
... recall : Each fainter trace that memory holds So darkly of departed years , In one broad glance the soul beholds , And all , that was , at once appears . 3 . Before Creation peopled earth , Its eyes shall 22 HEBREW MELODIES .
... recall : Each fainter trace that memory holds So darkly of departed years , In one broad glance the soul beholds , And all , that was , at once appears . 3 . Before Creation peopled earth , Its eyes shall 22 HEBREW MELODIES .
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... days , Which shines , but warms not with its powerless rays ; A night - beam Sorrow watcheth to behold , Distinct , but distant - clear - but , oh , how cold ! WERE MY BOSOM AS FALSE AS THOU DEEM'ST IT TO HEBREW MELODIES . 27.
... days , Which shines , but warms not with its powerless rays ; A night - beam Sorrow watcheth to behold , Distinct , but distant - clear - but , oh , how cold ! WERE MY BOSOM AS FALSE AS THOU DEEM'ST IT TO HEBREW MELODIES . 27.
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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 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