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... gaze upon her with a thousand eyes ! As when the savage , who his drowsy frame Had basked beneath the Sun's unclouded flame , Awakes amid the troubles of the air , The skiey deluge , and white lightning's glare- Aghast he scours before ...
... gaze upon her with a thousand eyes ! As when the savage , who his drowsy frame Had basked beneath the Sun's unclouded flame , Awakes amid the troubles of the air , The skiey deluge , and white lightning's glare- Aghast he scours before ...
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... the saddened blaze Mine eye the gleam pursues with wistful gaze : Sees shades on shades with deeper tint impend , Till chill and damp the moonless night descend . TO A YOUNG LADY , WITH A POEM ON THE 20 LINES ON AN AUTUMNAL EVENING .
... the saddened blaze Mine eye the gleam pursues with wistful gaze : Sees shades on shades with deeper tint impend , Till chill and damp the moonless night descend . TO A YOUNG LADY , WITH A POEM ON THE 20 LINES ON AN AUTUMNAL EVENING .
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... gaze and wetted cheek My wonted haunts along , Thus , faithful Maiden ! thou shalt seek The Youth of simplest song . But I along the breeze shall roll The voice of feeble power ; And dwell , the Moon - beam of thy soul , In Slumber's ...
... gaze and wetted cheek My wonted haunts along , Thus , faithful Maiden ! thou shalt seek The Youth of simplest song . But I along the breeze shall roll The voice of feeble power ; And dwell , the Moon - beam of thy soul , In Slumber's ...
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... gaze , Or where the sorrow - shrivelled captive lay , Poured the bright blaze of Freedom's noon - tide ray . Beneath this roof if thy cheered moments pass , Fill to the good man's name one grateful glass : To higher zest shall Memory ...
... gaze , Or where the sorrow - shrivelled captive lay , Poured the bright blaze of Freedom's noon - tide ray . Beneath this roof if thy cheered moments pass , Fill to the good man's name one grateful glass : To higher zest shall Memory ...
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... gaze , eye And tongue that trafficked in the trade of praise . Thy follies such ! the hard world marked them well ! Were they more wise , the proud who never fell ? Rest , injured Shade ! the poor man's grateful prayer On heaven - ward ...
... gaze , eye And tongue that trafficked in the trade of praise . Thy follies such ! the hard world marked them well ! Were they more wise , the proud who never fell ? Rest , injured Shade ! the poor man's grateful prayer On heaven - ward ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 120 - Each spake words of high disdain And insult to his heart's best brother: They parted - ne'er to meet again! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs, which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between; But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Seite 98 - The rock shone bright, the kirk no less, That stands above the rock: The moonlight steeped in silentness The steady weathercock. And the bay was white with silent light, Till rising from the same, Full many shapes, that shadows were, In crimson colours came.
Seite 91 - The upper air burst into life ! And a hundred fire-flags sheen, To and fro they were hurried about ! And to and fro, and in and out, The wan stars danced between.
Seite 94 - twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song That makes the heavens be mute. " It ceased"; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Seite 87 - We listened and looked sideways up! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood seemed to sip! The stars were dim, and thick the night, The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white; From the sails the dew did drip— Till clomb above the eastern bar The horned Moon, with one bright star Within the nether tip.
Seite 101 - Upon the whirl, where sank the ship, The boat spun round and round; And all was still, save that the hill Was telling of the sound. I moved my lips — the Pilot shrieked And fell down in a fit; The holy Hermit raised his eyes, And prayed where he did sit.
Seite 102 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Seite 85 - There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye! — A weary time! a weary time How glazed each weary eye! When, looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist — A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist!
Seite 91 - My lips were wet, my throat was cold, My garments all were dank ; Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my body drank. I moved, and could not feel my limbs: I was so light — almost I thought that I had died in sleep, And was a blessed ghost.
Seite 218 - Rise, O ever rise, Rise like a cloud of Incense, from the Earth ! Thou kingly Spirit throned among the hills, Thou dread Ambassador from Earth to Heaven, Great Hierarch ! tell thou the silent Sky, And tell the Stars, and tell yon rising Sun, Earth, with her thousand voices, praises GOD.