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... pale , Gleam'd from beneath her transparent veil ; Changeful and faint was her fair cheek's hue , Tho ' clear as a flower which the light looks through ; And the glance of her dark resplendent eye , For the aspect of woman at times too ...
... pale , Gleam'd from beneath her transparent veil ; Changeful and faint was her fair cheek's hue , Tho ' clear as a flower which the light looks through ; And the glance of her dark resplendent eye , For the aspect of woman at times too ...
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... pale arms in vain To the form they must never infold again . One moment more , and her hands are clasp'd , Fallen is the torch they had wildly grasp❜d , Her sinking knee unto Heaven is bow'd , And her B 2 THE BRIDE OF THE GREEK ISLE ...
... pale arms in vain To the form they must never infold again . One moment more , and her hands are clasp'd , Fallen is the torch they had wildly grasp❜d , Her sinking knee unto Heaven is bow'd , And her B 2 THE BRIDE OF THE GREEK ISLE ...
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... pale she stood , but with an eye of light , And took her fair child to her holy breast , And lifted her soft voice , that gathered might As it found language : — “ Are we thus oppress'd ? Then must we rise upon our mountain - sod , And ...
... pale she stood , but with an eye of light , And took her fair child to her holy breast , And lifted her soft voice , that gathered might As it found language : — “ Are we thus oppress'd ? Then must we rise upon our mountain - sod , And ...
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... pale marble's veins . It grows — and now I give my own life's history to thy brow , Forsaken Ariadne ! thou shalt wear My form , my lineaments ; but oh ! more fair , Touch'd into lovelier being by the glow Which in me dwells , as by the ...
... pale marble's veins . It grows — and now I give my own life's history to thy brow , Forsaken Ariadne ! thou shalt wear My form , my lineaments ; but oh ! more fair , Touch'd into lovelier being by the glow Which in me dwells , as by the ...
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... pale stars watching to behold The might of earthly love . " And bid me not depart , " she cried , " My Rudolph , say not so ! This is no time to quit thy side , Peace , peace ! I cannot go . Hath the world aught for me to fear , When ...
... pale stars watching to behold The might of earthly love . " And bid me not depart , " she cried , " My Rudolph , say not so ! This is no time to quit thy side , Peace , peace ! I cannot go . Hath the world aught for me to fear , When ...
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ARABELLA STUART art thou beautiful beneath bird bosom bow'd breast breath breeze bright bright land brightly brow cheek child Childe Harold dark dead death deep dream dust dwell earth Eudora Ev'n fair fear floating flow flowers forest fount gaze gentle glad glance gleam gloom glow gone grave green grief hair hath haunted heart heaven holy hour human voice hush'd JOANNA BAILLIE joyous leaves light lip's lips lone look'd lov'd lyre MADAME DE STAEL mantle midst mother mournful murmur night o'er pale pass'd pour'd prayer press'd proud RHEIMS rich rose round Seem'd shadow silent silvery sleep smile soft solemn song soul sound spirit stood stream strong sunny sweet sword tears tender thee thine things thou art Thou hast Thou'rt thought thro tomb tone Twas unto voice wandering wave weep whisper wild wind woman's woods young youth
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Page 264 - THE breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed ; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Page 266 - What sought they thus afar ? Bright jewels of the mine ? The wealth of seas? the spoils of war? — They sought a faith's pure shrine...
Page 170 - Through glowing orchards forth they peep, Each from its nook of leaves, And fearless there the lowly sleep, As the bird beneath their eaves.
Page 264 - Not as the conqueror comes, They, the true-hearted, came ; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame : Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear ; — They shook the depth of the desert gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer.
Page 199 - O good old man ; how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed ! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat, but for promotion; And having that, do choke their service up Even with the having: it is not so with thee.
Page 290 - Good-night ;" By the smiling eye and the loving tone, Over thy life has the spell been thrown. And bless that gift ! — it hath gentle might, A guardian power and a guiding light. It hath led the freeman forth to stand In the...
Page 169 - 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.
Page 265 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard, and the sea ; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free ! The ocean eagle soared From his nest by the white wave's foam, And the rocking pines of the forest roared, — This was their welcome home.
Page 300 - Oh, joyous birds, it hath still been so ! Through the halls of kings doth the tempest go ! But the huts of the hamlet lie still and deep, And the hills o'er their quiet a vigil keep. Say, what have ye found in the peasant's cot, Since last ye parted from that sweet spot...