The Vision of Justice, and Other PoemsWard, 1879 - 117 páginas |
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... fear I shall die , " read " Thus , thus I fear me I shall die . " Page 111 , stanza i . , line 8 , for " why " read " what . " Page 116 , stanza iii . , line 1 , for " The joys Spring spreads to my view , " read " The joys that Spring ...
... fear I shall die , " read " Thus , thus I fear me I shall die . " Page 111 , stanza i . , line 8 , for " why " read " what . " Page 116 , stanza iii . , line 1 , for " The joys Spring spreads to my view , " read " The joys that Spring ...
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... Fear fled and reverent awe assumed its place At her cold lineaments ' majestic grace . Where were her classic symbols ? In one hand She grasped the remnant of her shivered brand ; Green with disuse , corroded by the shower , Her broken ...
... Fear fled and reverent awe assumed its place At her cold lineaments ' majestic grace . Where were her classic symbols ? In one hand She grasped the remnant of her shivered brand ; Green with disuse , corroded by the shower , Her broken ...
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Hyde Parker. " Fear not , " she said , in accents so benign , The words were human , but the voice divine . " Fear not , for I am now no longer feared , In this strange land my reign its end hath neared , Here once my rights were ev'ry ...
Hyde Parker. " Fear not , " she said , in accents so benign , The words were human , but the voice divine . " Fear not , for I am now no longer feared , In this strange land my reign its end hath neared , Here once my rights were ev'ry ...
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... fear me that thus that collection of thine , Bedecked with the trophies of art , Resplendently bright , will as dazzlingly shine As this will shrink humbly apart . III . There's one solace , at least , like the moonstone at.times , This ...
... fear me that thus that collection of thine , Bedecked with the trophies of art , Resplendently bright , will as dazzlingly shine As this will shrink humbly apart . III . There's one solace , at least , like the moonstone at.times , This ...
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... fear . She looked , par excellence , Gulnare all over , That dashing girl who freed the prisoned rover . XXII . The ball - room looked très charmante on the whole , For most things look far prettier by night— Thus Mabel thought , for ...
... fear . She looked , par excellence , Gulnare all over , That dashing girl who freed the prisoned rover . XXII . The ball - room looked très charmante on the whole , For most things look far prettier by night— Thus Mabel thought , for ...
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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.