Hebrew MelodiesW. Dugdale, 1823 - 36ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... bosom that's bared for thee now ! 2 . And the voice of my mourning is o'er , And the mountains 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 ...
... bosom that's bared for thee now ! 2 . And the voice of my mourning is o'er , And the mountains 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 ...
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... bosoms of Gath ! 2 . Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow , Should the soldiers of Saul look away from the foe , Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet ! Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet . 3 . Farewell to others ...
... bosoms of Gath ! 2 . Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow , Should the soldiers of Saul look away from the foe , Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet ! Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet . 3 . Farewell to others ...
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... other 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.
... other 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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George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. WERE MY BOSOM AS FALSE AS THOU DEEM'ST IT TO BE . 1 . WERE my bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be , I need not have wander'd from far Galilee ; It was but abjuring my creed , to efface The curse which ...
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. WERE MY BOSOM AS FALSE AS THOU DEEM'ST IT TO BE . 1 . WERE my bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be , I need not have wander'd from far Galilee ; It was but abjuring my creed , to efface The curse which ...
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... mine's the guilt , and mine the hell , This bosom's desolation dooming ; And I have earn'd those tortures well , Which unconsum'd are still consuming ! ON THE DAY OF THE DESTRUCTION OF JERUSALEM BY TITUS 309 HEBREW MELODIES .
... mine's the guilt , and mine the hell , This bosom's desolation dooming ; And I have earn'd those tortures well , Which unconsum'd are still consuming ! ON THE DAY OF THE DESTRUCTION OF JERUSALEM BY TITUS 309 HEBREW MELODIES .
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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