The Works of Mrs Hemans;: With a Memoir of Her Life,William Blackwood & Sons, ... and Thomas Cadell, London., 1839 |
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... rose brave the storm , such might her emblem be ! XXXVI . For the soft gloom whose shadow still had hung On her fair brow , beneath its garlands worn , Was fled ; and fire , like prophecy's , had sprung Clear to her kindled eye . It ...
... rose brave the storm , such might her emblem be ! XXXVI . For the soft gloom whose shadow still had hung On her fair brow , beneath its garlands worn , Was fled ; and fire , like prophecy's , had sprung Clear to her kindled eye . It ...
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... rose Twined in with life . - How is it that the hours Of the same sport , the gathering early flowers Round the same tree , the sharing one repose , And mingling one first prayer in murmurs soft , From the heart's memory fade , in this ...
... rose Twined in with life . - How is it that the hours Of the same sport , the gathering early flowers Round the same tree , the sharing one repose , And mingling one first prayer in murmurs soft , From the heart's memory fade , in this ...
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... rose - leaves , all one fairy scene ! And whose quick glance came ever as a token Of hope to drooping thought , and her glad voice As a free bird's in spring , that makes the woods rejoice ! XLII . And she to die ! -she loved the ...
... rose - leaves , all one fairy scene ! And whose quick glance came ever as a token Of hope to drooping thought , and her glad voice As a free bird's in spring , that makes the woods rejoice ! XLII . And she to die ! -she loved the ...
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... What had I there to do but kneel , and weep , and pray ? LXXXVII . Amidst the stillness rose my spirit's cry , Amidst the dead— " By that full cup of woe , Press'd from the fruitage of mortality , Saviour for Thee 34 THE FOREST SANCTUARY .
... What had I there to do but kneel , and weep , and pray ? LXXXVII . Amidst the stillness rose my spirit's cry , Amidst the dead— " By that full cup of woe , Press'd from the fruitage of mortality , Saviour for Thee 34 THE FOREST SANCTUARY .
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... die , And earth round him shuts heavily - hath been Even to Thee bitter , aid me ! -guide me ! —turn My wild and wandering thoughts back from their starless bourne ! " XC . And calm'd I rose : -but how the THE FOREST SANCTUARY . 35.
... die , And earth round him shuts heavily - hath been Even to Thee bitter , aid me ! -guide me ! —turn My wild and wandering thoughts back from their starless bourne ! " XC . And calm'd I rose : -but how the THE FOREST SANCTUARY . 35.
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art thou Aymer banners bards beauty beneath blue streams brave breast breath breeze bright bright land bright wave brother brow Cader Idris call'd Chatillon cloud dark Dartmoor dead death deep dreams dwell e'en earth fair fair brow Fair Isle farewell father fear floating flowers fount gleam gloom glow gone grave hath haunted ground hear heard heart heaven hills hour hush'd joyous Lake of Lucerne land leave light Llywarch Hen lone look look'd midst mighty mirth Moraima mountains night o'er OWAIN CYFEILIOG pale pass'd pour'd RAIMER rest Rio verde rocks round scene seem'd shades shadows shining silent sleep smile soft song soul sound speak spears spirit stars storm strain streams sunny sweet swell sword tears tell thee thine things thou art Thou hast thought tomb tone voice wave weep wert wild wind woods
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Seite 178 - 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 ! THE LOST PLEIAD.
Seite 264 - PRAISE ye the LORD. Praise ye the LORD from the heavens : Praise him in the heights. Praise ye him, all his angels : Praise ye him, all his hosts.
Seite 135 - Give back the lost and lovely ! — those for whom The place was kept at board and hearth so long ! The prayer went up...
Seite 158 - While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. They wrapt the ship in splendour wild, They caught the flag on high, And stream'd above the gallant child, Like banners in the sky. There came a burst of thunder sound— The boy— oh! where was he? Ask of the winds that far around With fragments strewed the sea, With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part; But the noblest thing that perished there Was that young faithful heart.
Seite 158 - And shouted but once more aloud, "My Father! must I stay?" While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. They...
Seite 157 - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but he had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead.
Seite 255 - They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters ; These see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep.
Seite 158 - With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part — But the noblest thing which perished there Was that young faithful heart...
Seite 175 - tis lovely ! — Childhood's lip and cheek, Mantling beneath its earnest brow of thought — Gaze — yet what seest thou in those fair, and meek, And fragile...
Seite 160 - With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.