The Poetical Works of Hemans, Heber and Pollok: Complete in One VolumeJ. Grigg, 1834 - 470페이지 |
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... bright regions of the rising sun , Where Victory ne'er a crown like thine hath won . Praise , for yet one more name ... bright star of Bethlehem was marking thy way . To the banks of the Isis , a far fitter dwelling , Thy footsteps ...
... bright regions of the rising sun , Where Victory ne'er a crown like thine hath won . Praise , for yet one more name ... bright star of Bethlehem was marking thy way . To the banks of the Isis , a far fitter dwelling , Thy footsteps ...
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... Bright as short was thy course , when " a coal from the altar " Had touched thy blest lip , and the voice bade thee " Go , " rock to rely on , And had doft the proud robes which to prelates belong , But the next robe for thee was the ...
... Bright as short was thy course , when " a coal from the altar " Had touched thy blest lip , and the voice bade thee " Go , " rock to rely on , And had doft the proud robes which to prelates belong , But the next robe for thee was the ...
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... bright , Are glancing in the mellow light : They're lost - and gone , the moon is past , The wood's dark shade is o'er them cast ; And fainter , fainter , fainter still The march is rising o'er the hill . Again , again , the pealing ...
... bright , Are glancing in the mellow light : They're lost - and gone , the moon is past , The wood's dark shade is o'er them cast ; And fainter , fainter , fainter still The march is rising o'er the hill . Again , again , the pealing ...
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... bright , and brighter still , Too , wept , though not to weeping given ; and all Might he not rise , and clothe himself in gold ? Within the house was dolorous and sad . To bring her babe - ' twas brought , and by her Was not his ear ...
... bright , and brighter still , Too , wept , though not to weeping given ; and all Might he not rise , and clothe himself in gold ? Within the house was dolorous and sad . To bring her babe - ' twas brought , and by her Was not his ear ...
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... bright land - my father's land - my child's ! What hath thy son brought from thee to the wilds ? He hath brought marks of torture and the chain , Traces of things which pass not as a breeze , A blighted name , dark thoughts , wrath , wo ...
... bright land - my father's land - my child's ! What hath thy son brought from thee to the wilds ? He hath brought marks of torture and the chain , Traces of things which pass not as a breeze , A blighted name , dark thoughts , wrath , wo ...
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ancient art thou banners bard beauty beneath blessed blood brave breast breath breeze bright bright land brow burning cheek cloud Conradin crown dark dead death deep doth dread dreams dust dwell e'en earth Elmina eternal evermore fair faith falchion fame fear flowers fount gaze gleam gloom glorious glory glow Gonzalez grave grief harp hath hear heard heart heaven hills holy hope hour hushed land light lone look Lord lyre METASTASIO midst mighty Montalba Moorish mortal mournful ne'er night Note numbers o'er pale passed Procida proud Provençal Raimond repose rocks rose round scene shade shore shrine Sicily silent sleep slumber smile soft song soul sound Spain spirit stars stood stranger's heart stream sweet swell sword tears tempest thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne tomb tone Twas unto voice wake wave weep wild wind youth
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16 페이지 - The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave, Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save: Like Him, with pardon on his tongue In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in his train?
278 페이지 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
17 페이지 - BY cool Siloam's shady rill, How sweet the lily grows ! How sweet the breath beneath the hill Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 2 Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God...
21 페이지 - Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea...
65 페이지 - E'en while with us thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. Dust to its narrow house beneath ! Soul to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die.
14 페이지 - I have trodden the winepress alone ; and of the people there was none with me : for I will tread them in mine anger, and trample them in my fury ; and their blood shall be sprinkled upon my garments, and I will stain all my raiment. For the day of vengeance is in mine heart, and the year of my redeemed is come.
26 페이지 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ! Till o'er our ransom'd nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign ! SPRING.
305 페이지 - The stately Homes of England, How beautiful they stand! Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land. The deer across their greensward bound Through shade and sunny gleam, And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
332 페이지 - Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy ; Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy ; Dreams cannot picture a world so fair ; Sorrow and death may not enter there ; Time doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom, For beyond the clouds, and beyond the tomb, It is there, it is there, my child !
23 페이지 - Lo, the lilies of the field, How their leaves instruction yield ! Hark to nature's lesson given By the blessed birds of Heaven. Every bush and tufted tree Warbles sweet philosophy ; ' Mortal, fly from doubt and sorrow : God provideth for the morrow. ' Say, with richer crimson glows The kingly mantle than the rose : Say, have kings more wholesome fare Than we poor citizens of air ? Barns nor hoarded grain have we, Yet we carol merrily. Mortal, fly from doubt and sorrow, God provideth for the morrow.