The Poetical Works of Mrs. Felicia Hemans: Complete in One Volume |
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... meet with that universal acceptation which seems to await those of Mrs. Hemans . In her own country , there has been awarded to her the highest degree of commendation by all classes of critics ; and her recent demise is mourned by her ...
... meet with that universal acceptation which seems to await those of Mrs. Hemans . In her own country , there has been awarded to her the highest degree of commendation by all classes of critics ; and her recent demise is mourned by her ...
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... meet the main , As deep meets deep ; and forests , whose dim shade The flood's voice , and the wind's by swells per- vade ; Hear me ! - ' tis well to die , and not complain , Yet there are hours when the charged heart must speak , Ev'n ...
... meet the main , As deep meets deep ; and forests , whose dim shade The flood's voice , and the wind's by swells per- vade ; Hear me ! - ' tis well to die , and not complain , Yet there are hours when the charged heart must speak , Ev'n ...
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... meet My coming with young smiles , which yet , though sweet , Seem'd on my soul all mournfully to shine , And ask a happier heritage for thee , Than but in turn the blight of human hope to see . VI . And I a child of danger , whose THE ...
... meet My coming with young smiles , which yet , though sweet , Seem'd on my soul all mournfully to shine , And ask a happier heritage for thee , Than but in turn the blight of human hope to see . VI . And I a child of danger , whose THE ...
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... meet , When these are faded ? -who shall call it sweet ? -Even though love's mingling tears may haply bring Balm as they fall , too well their heavy showers Teach us how much is lost of all that once was ours ! XXIV . Not by the ...
... meet , When these are faded ? -who shall call it sweet ? -Even though love's mingling tears may haply bring Balm as they fall , too well their heavy showers Teach us how much is lost of all that once was ours ! XXIV . Not by the ...
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... meet thine eye at last ! Yes ! there , with all its rainbow streams , Clear as within thine arrow's flight , The Isle of Founts , the Isle of dreams , Floats on the wave in golden light ; And lovely will the shadows be Of groves whose ...
... meet thine eye at last ! Yes ! there , with all its rainbow streams , Clear as within thine arrow's flight , The Isle of Founts , the Isle of dreams , Floats on the wave in golden light ; And lovely will the shadows be Of groves whose ...
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Page 65 - 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.
Page 277 - O'er each fair sleeping brow ; She had each folded flower in sight — ' Where are those dreamers now ? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one ; He lies where pearls lie deep; He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.
Page 278 - 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!
Page 270 - 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...
Page 269 - 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 289 - Her lot is on you !— to be found untired, Watching the stars out by the bed of pain, With a pale cheek, and yet a brow inspired, And a true heart of hope, though hope be vain ; Meekly to bear with wrong, to cheer decay, And oh ! to love through all things— therefore pray...
Page 332 - I HEAR thee speak of the better land, Thou call'st its children a happy band ; Mother! oh, where is that radiant shore? Shall we not seek it, and weep no more? Is it where the flower of the orange blows, And the fire-flies glance through the myrtle boughs ?" — " Not there, not there, my child...
Page 244 - The better days of life were ours; The worst can be but mine; The sun that cheers, the storm that lowers, Shall never more be thine.
Page 262 - ... The place was kept at board and hearth so long, The prayer went up through midnight's breathless gloom, And the vain yearning woke 'midst festal song ! Hold fast thy buried Isles, thy towers o'erthrown — But all is not thine own. To thee the love of woman hath gone down, Dark flow thy tides o'er manhood's noble head, O'er youth's bright locks, and beauty's flowery crown, — Yet must thou hear a voice — restore the dead ! Earth shall reclaim her precious things from thee ! — Restore the...
Page 269 - I know whence the shadow comes o'er you now Ye have strewn the dust on the sunny brow ! Ye have given the lovely to earth's embrace, She hath taken the fairest of beauty's race, With their laughing eyes and their...