The Vision of Justice, and Other PoemsWard, 1879 - 117 páginas |
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... breast , s weird desire , of fire . itful spark from out the dark ; ring rays would fall , long the wall ; a pictured past at chamber vast , and noble maid , firelight played . eir ghostly dance , ystic trance ; B - CONTENTS . THE ...
... breast , s weird desire , of fire . itful spark from out the dark ; ring rays would fall , long the wall ; a pictured past at chamber vast , and noble maid , firelight played . eir ghostly dance , ystic trance ; B - CONTENTS . THE ...
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... breast , Assuming shapes at Fancy's weird desire , Adown those lurid avenues of fire . At intervals some ember's fitful spark Would , half reviving , flash from out the dark ; On floor and ceiling glimm'ring rays would fail , And forms ...
... breast , Assuming shapes at Fancy's weird desire , Adown those lurid avenues of fire . At intervals some ember's fitful spark Would , half reviving , flash from out the dark ; On floor and ceiling glimm'ring rays would fail , And forms ...
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... breast is stricken sore , And from thy heart thy Love is torn . II . Where lately on thy happy brow Entwined the orange blossom wreath , Thy widow's sable tokens now Betray thee as the bride of Death . III . All mirage - like the future ...
... breast is stricken sore , And from thy heart thy Love is torn . II . Where lately on thy happy brow Entwined the orange blossom wreath , Thy widow's sable tokens now Betray thee as the bride of Death . III . All mirage - like the future ...
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... breast that faint receding speck Recalled most cherished years . IV . Years when the days had wings , And sped as swiftly as the joys they brought , Years o'er which childhood fascination flings , With innocency fraught , Mary Queen of ...
... breast that faint receding speck Recalled most cherished years . IV . Years when the days had wings , And sped as swiftly as the joys they brought , Years o'er which childhood fascination flings , With innocency fraught , Mary Queen of ...
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... breast relief , No hope of favouring Fortune gleams . II . For she with fickle smile had shone Propitious to his foeman's side ; And now he mourned his fate alone , The insult to his martial pride . III . Full oft in battle's stormiest ...
... breast relief , No hope of favouring Fortune gleams . II . For she with fickle smile had shone Propitious to his foeman's side ; And now he mourned his fate alone , The insult to his martial pride . III . Full oft in battle's stormiest ...
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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.