The Vision of Justice, and Other PoemsWard, 1879 - 117 páginas |
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... Beneath the cruel knout of feudal lords , When Alexander , fired by Britain's zeal , For e'er on serfdom placed th ' imperial heel ; Forth from the throne was sent the just decree , And twenty million helots were set free . Since then ...
... Beneath the cruel knout of feudal lords , When Alexander , fired by Britain's zeal , For e'er on serfdom placed th ' imperial heel ; Forth from the throne was sent the just decree , And twenty million helots were set free . Since then ...
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... beneath . Deep buried in the gulf of endless shame , For ever damned lies loathsome Potter's name , Who kept the Sabbath strictly sans reproche ; But on the Monday robbed another's poche . A Pharisaic hypocrite , whose spoil Was poor ...
... beneath . Deep buried in the gulf of endless shame , For ever damned lies loathsome Potter's name , Who kept the Sabbath strictly sans reproche ; But on the Monday robbed another's poche . A Pharisaic hypocrite , whose spoil Was poor ...
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... Beneath the stigma of a felon's name ; Better for him , for all , had he but died The blameless victim of judicial pride , Than thus to show himself in durance long A living martyr to acknowledged wrong . Oh ! who can paint those years ...
... Beneath the stigma of a felon's name ; Better for him , for all , had he but died The blameless victim of judicial pride , Than thus to show himself in durance long A living martyr to acknowledged wrong . Oh ! who can paint those years ...
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... Beneath the gruesome veil of night , So oft beneath a cloud of woe , That radiant soul would beam more bright . In Memoriam - Charles Mathews . V. As oft on ( 24 )
... Beneath the gruesome veil of night , So oft beneath a cloud of woe , That radiant soul would beam more bright . In Memoriam - Charles Mathews . V. As oft on ( 24 )
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... Beneath his broadsword's matchless power A direful fate the foe had found . IV . While thus he mused o'er brighter days , Ere Fate had wrought his glory's fall , His wand'ring eye had chanced to raise Upon the chamber's time - stained ...
... Beneath his broadsword's matchless power A direful fate the foe had found . IV . While thus he mused o'er brighter days , Ere Fate had wrought his glory's fall , His wand'ring eye had chanced to raise Upon the chamber's time - stained ...
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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.