The Winter-bloomHenry D. Moore Hogan & Thompson, 1850 - 240 páginas |
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... wandering on the shore of the sea , turning away from the sterner harmony of the waters , to hear and interpret the song of the shell . Is this fantasy ? It is simplicity in sympathy with nature ; it is oneness with nature . Nature is ...
... wandering on the shore of the sea , turning away from the sterner harmony of the waters , to hear and interpret the song of the shell . Is this fantasy ? It is simplicity in sympathy with nature ; it is oneness with nature . Nature is ...
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... wander in the ways o ' men , Alike unknowing and unknown ; Unheard , unpitied , unrelieved , I bear alane my lade o ' care ; For silent , low on beds o ' dust , Lie a ' that would my sorrows share . - BURNS . THE banks and braes , all o ...
... wander in the ways o ' men , Alike unknowing and unknown ; Unheard , unpitied , unrelieved , I bear alane my lade o ' care ; For silent , low on beds o ' dust , Lie a ' that would my sorrows share . - BURNS . THE banks and braes , all o ...
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... wandering over classic ground , had trod the fertile fields of France and Italy , and sailed amid " The isles of Greece - the isles of Greece , Where burning Sappho loved and sung . " But though many a heart had owned the influence of ...
... wandering over classic ground , had trod the fertile fields of France and Italy , and sailed amid " The isles of Greece - the isles of Greece , Where burning Sappho loved and sung . " But though many a heart had owned the influence of ...
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... wandering evermore margin of the tomb , into whose confines he dare lest he should long for futurity ; content to der tality , to retire seclusively into the bower of de the night - shade wreaths a dread mantle around and the death ...
... wandering evermore margin of the tomb , into whose confines he dare lest he should long for futurity ; content to der tality , to retire seclusively into the bower of de the night - shade wreaths a dread mantle around and the death ...
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... , until the listener almost startled at an angel's form wandering near ; I see ye all ! With your harps in your hands , " Your garlands about you , And singing robes on . " Ye lift up your voices in songs of heavenly rapt Thought . 107.
... , until the listener almost startled at an angel's form wandering near ; I see ye all ! With your harps in your hands , " Your garlands about you , And singing robes on . " Ye lift up your voices in songs of heavenly rapt Thought . 107.
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Alice Alme amid Artabanus Artaxerxes beauty Bela beneath blessing bride brother brow Cassimer charm cheek cheer child clouds communion contemplation cottage crown crusades dark death Divine dreams Duke of Austria earth father favour fear feel flowers gaze genius gladness glory glowing Gondolier Greek slave hand happiness hear heart heaven HENRY D holy honour hope Hungary Hystaspes Innu inspired king kingdom Lake of Como leave light looked marriage mind Montrose mother mountains nature never night nobles o'er passed peace Philip Augustus philosophy pleasure prayer rapture replied Richard Saladin Saracens scenes seemed shade smile song sorrow soul spirit stars steal sweet sympathy tears Ten Virgins thee thing third crusade thou thought Thrace throne tion toil triumph true truth Uladislaus uncle virtue voice Walter Tracy wandering wave weep winds Xerxes YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY young youth
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Página 18 - I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Página 18 - I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground ! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow The world should listen then — as I am listening now.
Página 16 - O Adam, One Almighty is, from Whom All things proceed, and up to Him return, If not depraved from good, created all Such to perfection, one first matter all, Endued with various forms, various degrees Of substance, and in things that live, of life...
Página 108 - WE are as clouds that veil the midnight moon : How restlessly they speed, and gleam, and quiver, Streaking the darkness radiantly! — yet soon Night closes round, and they are lost for ever: Or like forgotten lyres, whose dissonant strings Give various response to each varying blast, To whose frail frame no second motion brings One mood or modulation like the last.
Página 17 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Página 73 - Shechem said unto her father and unto her brethren, Let me find grace in your eyes, and what ye shall say unto me I will give. 12 Ask me never so much dowry and gift, and I will give according as yc shall say unto me: but give me the damsel to wife.
Página 145 - To chase these pagans in those holy fields Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd For our advantage on the bitter cross.
Página 101 - Doomed o'er the world's precarious scene to sweep, Swift as the tempest travels on the deep, To know Delight but by her parting smile, And toil, and wish, and weep a little while ; Then melt, ye elements, that formed in vain This troubled pulse, and visionary brain ! Fade, ye wild flowers, memorials of my doom, And sink, ye stars, that light me to the tomb...
Página 101 - This frail and feverish being of an hour; Doomed o'er the world's precarious scene to sweep, Swift as the tempest travels on the deep, To know Delight but by her parting smile, And toil, and wish, and weep a little while ; Then melt, ye elements, that formed in vain This troubled pulse, and visionary brain!
Página 108 - Give various response to each varying blast, To whose frail frame no second motion brings One mood or modulation like the last. We rest. A dream has power to poison sleep; We rise. One wandering thought pollutes the day; We feel, conceive or reason, laugh or wee'p ; Embrace fond woe or cast our cares away : It is the same ! For, be it joy or sorrow, The path of its departure still is free : Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow; Naught may endure but Mutability.