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... Love Still bid the bursting spirit soar To sounds that seem as from above , In dreams that day's broad light can not remove . IF THAT HIGH WORLD . 1 . Ir that high B 3 HEBREW MELODIES . THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL ...
... Love Still bid the bursting spirit soar To sounds that seem as from above , In dreams that day's broad light can not remove . IF THAT HIGH WORLD . 1 . Ir that high B 3 HEBREW MELODIES . THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL ...
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... spirit on our breath ! 3 . Thy name , our charging hosts along , Shall be the battle - word ! Thy fall , the theme of choral song From virgin voices pour'd ! To weep would do thy glory wrong ; Thou shalt not be deplor❜d . 2 SONG OF ...
... spirit on our breath ! 3 . Thy name , our charging hosts along , Shall be the battle - word ! Thy fall , the theme of choral song From virgin voices pour'd ! To weep would do thy glory wrong ; Thou shalt not be deplor❜d . 2 SONG OF ...
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... spirit trace its rising track . And where the future mars or makes , Its glance dilate o'er all to be , While sun is quench'd or system breaks , Fix'd in its own eternity . 4 . Above or Love , Hope , Hate , or Fear , It lives all ...
... spirit trace its rising track . And where the future mars or makes , Its glance dilate o'er all to be , While sun is quench'd or system breaks , Fix'd in its own eternity . 4 . Above or Love , Hope , Hate , or Fear , It lives all ...
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... , And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile , unsmote by the sword , Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord 1 BRITISH 23JY73 PRUSEUM FROM JOB . 1 . A SPIRIT HEBREW MELODIES . 335.
... , And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile , unsmote by the sword , Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord 1 BRITISH 23JY73 PRUSEUM FROM JOB . 1 . A SPIRIT HEBREW MELODIES . 335.
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George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. BRITISH 23JY73 PRUSEUM FROM JOB . 1 . A SPIRIT pass'd before me : I beheld The face of Immortality unveil'd— Deep sleep came down on every eye save mine- And there it stood , all formless - but divine ...
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. BRITISH 23JY73 PRUSEUM FROM JOB . 1 . A SPIRIT pass'd before me : I beheld The face of Immortality unveil'd— Deep sleep came down on every eye save mine- And there it stood , all formless - but divine ...
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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