Hebrew MelodiesW. Dugdale, 1823 - 36ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heav'n to gaudy day denies . 2 . One shade the more , one ray the less , Had half impair'd the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress ...
... dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heav'n to gaudy day denies . 2 . One shade the more , one ray the less , Had half impair'd the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress ...
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... nor hears distress : Will this unteach us to complain ? Or make one mourner weep the less ? And thou - who tell'st me to forget , Thy looks are wan , thine eyes are wet . B MY SOUL IS DARK . 1 . My soul is HEBREW MELODIES . 13.
... nor hears distress : Will this unteach us to complain ? Or make one mourner weep the less ? And thou - who tell'st me to forget , Thy looks are wan , thine eyes are wet . B MY SOUL IS DARK . 1 . My soul is HEBREW MELODIES . 13.
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George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. MY SOUL IS DARK . 1 . My soul is dark - Oh ! quickly string The harp I yet can brook to hear ; And let thy gentle fingers fling Its melting murmurs o'er mine ear . If in this heart a hope be dear , That ...
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. MY SOUL IS DARK . 1 . My soul is dark - Oh ! quickly string The harp I yet can brook to hear ; And let thy gentle fingers fling Its melting murmurs o'er mine ear . If in this heart a hope be dear , That ...
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... darkness thou canst not dispel , How like art thou to joy remember'd well ! So gleams the past , the light of other days , Which shines , but warms not with its powerless rays ; A night - beam Sorrow watcheth to behold , Distinct , but ...
... darkness thou canst not dispel , How like art thou to joy remember'd well ! So gleams the past , the light of other days , Which shines , but warms not with its powerless rays ; A night - beam Sorrow watcheth to behold , Distinct , but ...
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... cold , my murder'd love ! And this dark heart is vainly craving For her who soars alone above , And leaves my soul unworthy saving . 3 . She's gone , who shar'd my diadem ; ‹ 3 HEBREW MELODIES . 29 HEROD'S LAMENT FOR MARIAMNE. ...
... cold , my murder'd love ! And this dark heart is vainly craving For her who soars alone above , And leaves my soul unworthy saving . 3 . She's gone , who shar'd my diadem ; ‹ 3 HEBREW MELODIES . 29 HEROD'S LAMENT FOR MARIAMNE. ...
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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