The Vision of Justice, and Other PoemsWard, 1879 - 117 páginas |
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... Mabel , Who showed her joy by waltzing round the table . XIII . At length the day arrived ; in preparation They spent the morning in the city hall ; Banners were hung by way of decoration , And holly mottoes gleamed upon the wall ; F ...
... Mabel , Who showed her joy by waltzing round the table . XIII . At length the day arrived ; in preparation They spent the morning in the city hall ; Banners were hung by way of decoration , And holly mottoes gleamed upon the wall ; F ...
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... Mabel's honoured sire , Who cursed in heart her tongue's unruly din , And hinted she might keep such needfuls by her . About their costumes I will tell you , and sir , If you will wait , in this succeeding stanza . XVI . Sartore was in ...
... Mabel's honoured sire , Who cursed in heart her tongue's unruly din , And hinted she might keep such needfuls by her . About their costumes I will tell you , and sir , If you will wait , in this succeeding stanza . XVI . Sartore was in ...
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... Mabel was attired quite à la Grecque , In the most spotless satin vest , whose hue Might vie with swan's - down , fitted to bedeck That lovely form , o'er which a jacket blue She wore , with gold lace trimmed about the neck , And pearls ...
... Mabel was attired quite à la Grecque , In the most spotless satin vest , whose hue Might vie with swan's - down , fitted to bedeck That lovely form , o'er which a jacket blue She wore , with gold lace trimmed about the neck , And pearls ...
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... Mabel follows in the rear . To whom shall I our heroine compare ? I know , but all will not agree , I fear . She looked , par excellence , Gulnare all over , That dashing girl who freed the prisoned rover . XXII . The ball - room looked ...
... Mabel follows in the rear . To whom shall I our heroine compare ? I know , but all will not agree , I fear . She looked , par excellence , Gulnare all over , That dashing girl who freed the prisoned rover . XXII . The ball - room looked ...
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... Mabel had a dangerous partner by her , The Knave of Hearts , which made hers burn like fire . ΧΧΙΧ . It really was a very pretty sight To see so many hues in rapid motion , All weirdly blending ' neath that dazzling light So famed in ...
... Mabel had a dangerous partner by her , The Knave of Hearts , which made hers burn like fire . ΧΧΙΧ . It really was a very pretty sight To see so many hues in rapid motion , All weirdly blending ' neath that dazzling light So famed in ...
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awful BEETON'S Bendemeer beneath bloom bower breast breathed bright brow calm charms Coloured Plates COOKERY countenance divine dance dark dear death Devonian dream e'en e'er Emma ev'ry eyes faded fair fame fear flowers GARDENING gaze gently Gerusalemme Liberata gleam glorious glow Goddess grace grief hear Heaven hope hour HYDE PARKER IDEM LATINE REDDITUM isle joys Justice King Kiss of Death Knave of Hearts light limaces Lurley Mabel maid Malaprop manicas mermaids merry mocking moonstone mortal mournful Moxon's ne'er neath nigh night o'er oaken once Perchance Poets pride quadrille Queen of Scots rest Rio verde rose Sartore seemed shine shone shore sigh sight silent sing sleep smile song sparkling spirit stanza strange stream strive sweet tears thee thine thou hast thought thro tomb Town Rat Twas Undine vanished voice wave ween Where'er wild wing words
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Página 86 - There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
Página 96 - Whoe'er has travelled life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been, May sigh to think he still has found The warmest welcome at an inn.
Página 86 - And a dew was distill'd from their flowers that gave All the fragrance of summer, when summer was gone. Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, , An essence that breathes of it many a year ; Thus bright to my soul, as 'twas then to my eyes, Is that bower on the banks of the calm Bendemeer...
Página 90 - If the man who turnips cries, Cry not when his father dies, 'Tis a proof that he had rather Have a turnip than his father.
Página 86 - twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, But oft when alone, in the bloom of the year, I think — is the nightingale singing there yet ? Are the roses still bright by the calm BENDEMEER?
Página 88 - A REFLECTION AT SEA. SEE how, beneath the moonbeam's smile, Yon little billow heaves its breast, And foams and sparkles for a while, And murmuring then subsides to rest. Thus man, the sport of bliss and care, Rises on Time's eventful sea ; And, having swell'da moment there, Thus melts into eternity ! AN INVITATION TO SUPPER TO MRS.