Poems of Felicia Hemans: Chronologically Arranged, with Illustrative Notes and a Selection of Contemporary ReviewsWilliam P. Nimmo, 1878 - 668 pages |
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... hear the waters murmur as they glide , To mark the fading smile of closing day . There let me linger , blest in visions dear , Till the soft moonbeams tremble on the seas ; While melting sounds decay on fancy's ear , Of airy music ...
... hear the waters murmur as they glide , To mark the fading smile of closing day . There let me linger , blest in visions dear , Till the soft moonbeams tremble on the seas ; While melting sounds decay on fancy's ear , Of airy music ...
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... hear'st the zephyr murmuring , dying , Thou hear'st the foliage waving , sighing ; But ne'er again shall harp or song , These dark deserted courts along , Disturb thy calm repose . The harp is broke , the song is fled , The voice is ...
... hear'st the zephyr murmuring , dying , Thou hear'st the foliage waving , sighing ; But ne'er again shall harp or song , These dark deserted courts along , Disturb thy calm repose . The harp is broke , the song is fled , The voice is ...
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... hear experience breathe a warning lay- How false his smiles , his promises how vain ! Then , if ye deign this effort to inspire , When the sad task is o'er , my plaintive lyre , For ever hush'd , shall slumber in your fane . SONNET 80 ...
... hear experience breathe a warning lay- How false his smiles , his promises how vain ! Then , if ye deign this effort to inspire , When the sad task is o'er , my plaintive lyre , For ever hush'd , shall slumber in your fane . SONNET 80 ...
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... Hear the wild echoes well - known strains repeat , And bless each note , as heaven's own music sweet . But oh ! with fancy's brightest ray , Blest dreams ! the bard's repose illume ; Bid forms of heaven around him play , And bowers of ...
... Hear the wild echoes well - known strains repeat , And bless each note , as heaven's own music sweet . But oh ! with fancy's brightest ray , Blest dreams ! the bard's repose illume ; Bid forms of heaven around him play , And bowers of ...
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... hear the wind's deep murmuring thrill , And all is hush'd again . No banner from the lonely tower Shall wave its blazon'd folds on high ; There the tall grass and summer flower Unmark'd shall spring and die . No more thy bard for other ...
... hear the wind's deep murmuring thrill , And all is hush'd again . No banner from the lonely tower Shall wave its blazon'd folds on high ; There the tall grass and summer flower Unmark'd shall spring and die . No more thy bard for other ...
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Alcestis art thou banner beauty beneath bless bosom bowers brave breast breath breeze bright bright land brow calm Carmagnola cloud Conradin dark dead death deep doth dread dreams dwell e'en earth ELMINA fair fame farewell father fear FELICIA HEMANS flowers fount gaze gleam gloom glorious glory glow grave Greece grief harp hath heart heaven Hemans holy hope hour hush'd Joanna Baillie land light lone lyre midst mighty Montalba Moorish mournful ne'er night o'er pale pass'd pour'd PROCIDA proud Provençal Raim repose rocks rose round scene seem'd shade shadow shore shrine silent skies sleep smile soft solemn song soul sound Spain spirit storm stream sunbeam sunny sweet swell sword tears thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne tomb tone Twas unto Valencia voice wake wandering wave weep wild wind
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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.