Poems of Felicia Hemans: Chronologically Arranged, with Illustrative Notes and a Selection of Contemporary ReviewsWilliam P. Nimmo, 1878 - 668 pages |
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... thee th ' enlighten'd mind hath flown As to her country , -thou hast been to earth A cynosure , and , e'en from victory's throne , Imperial Rome gave homage to thy worth ; And nations , rising to their fame afar , Still to thy model ...
... thee th ' enlighten'd mind hath flown As to her country , -thou hast been to earth A cynosure , and , e'en from victory's throne , Imperial Rome gave homage to thy worth ; And nations , rising to their fame afar , Still to thy model ...
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... thou hast fondly sought , on distant coast , Gems far less rich than those , thus precious , and thus lost . CI . Yet rise , O Land , in all but art alone ! Bid the sole wreath that is not thine be won ! Fame dwells around thee - Genius ...
... thou hast fondly sought , on distant coast , Gems far less rich than those , thus precious , and thus lost . CI . Yet rise , O Land , in all but art alone ! Bid the sole wreath that is not thine be won ! Fame dwells around thee - Genius ...
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... thou hast loved and left , Spirit thus early to thy home recall'd ! So sinks the heart , of hope and thee bereft , A warrior's heart , which danger ne'er appall'd . Years may pass on - and , as they roll along , Mellow those pangs which ...
... thou hast loved and left , Spirit thus early to thy home recall'd ! So sinks the heart , of hope and thee bereft , A warrior's heart , which danger ne'er appall'd . Years may pass on - and , as they roll along , Mellow those pangs which ...
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... thee here ! " " Zayda ! what means that glance , unlike thine own ? What mean ... Thou wert not , warrior , then thy country's foe ! Those days are past - we ... hast but known me ere the trying hour Call'd into life my spirit's latent ...
... thee here ! " " Zayda ! what means that glance , unlike thine own ? What mean ... Thou wert not , warrior , then thy country's foe ! Those days are past - we ... hast but known me ere the trying hour Call'd into life my spirit's latent ...
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... thou to weep with me ? -for I am left Alone on earth , of every tie bereft . Low lies the warrior on his blood ... hast pursued To their last refuge midst these mountains rude . Was it for this I loved thee ? -Thou hast taught My soul ...
... thou to weep with me ? -for I am left Alone on earth , of every tie bereft . Low lies the warrior on his blood ... hast pursued To their last refuge midst these mountains rude . Was it for this I loved thee ? -Thou hast taught My soul ...
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Page 371 - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm — A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though childlike form.
Page 643 - You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry 'Hold, hold!
Page 414 - 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 482 - Not there, not there, my child." " Is it where the feathery palm-trees rise, And the date grows ripe under sunny skies ? Or 'midst the green islands of glittering seas. Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze, And strange bright birds, on their starry wings, Bear the rich hues of all glorious things ! " "Not there, not there, ray child.
Page 379 - CHILD, amidst the flowers at play, While the red light fades away ; Mother, with thine earnest eye, Ever following silently; Father, by the breeze of eve Call'd thy harvest-work to leave — Pray : ere yet the dark hours be, Lift the heart and bend the knee...
Page 496 - Come to the sunset tree ! The day is past and gone ; The woodman's axe lies free, And the reaper's work is done.
Page 377 - Youth and the opening rose May look like things too glorious for decay, And smile at thee ! - but thou art not of those That wait the ripened bloom to seize their prey.
Page 414 - Through glowing orchards forth they peep, Each from its nook of leaves, And fearless there the lowly sleep, As the bird beneath their eaves. The free fair homes of England, Long, long, in hut and hall, May hearts of native proof be reared To guard each hallowed wall. And green for ever be the groves, And bright the flowery sod, Where first the child's glad spirit loves Its country and its God.
Page 431 - There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth; There was manhood's brow serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth. 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 364 - 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 dead, thou sea ! BRING FLOWERS.