The Vision of Justice, and Other PoemsWard, 1879 - 117 páginas |
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... light at length I saw In all its vivid life a Court of Law . The ermined judge , the jury twelve were there , And the condemned , with look of wan despair ; The cap of Death o'er Minos ' brow was set , And more than one all - pitying ...
... light at length I saw In all its vivid life a Court of Law . The ermined judge , the jury twelve were there , And the condemned , with look of wan despair ; The cap of Death o'er Minos ' brow was set , And more than one all - pitying ...
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... light their faults . The Median sentence , be it right or wrong , They could not cancel when observed so long . Their scanty store of mercy had been drained When William Habron's freedom was regained . While those in power procure a ...
... light their faults . The Median sentence , be it right or wrong , They could not cancel when observed so long . Their scanty store of mercy had been drained When William Habron's freedom was regained . While those in power procure a ...
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... light . II . Sleep on ; sleep on ; the wind may kiss Thy marble brow , thy sunny hair ; And jealous I must view his bliss , His stolen joys I may not share . III . Sleep on ; sleep on ; the laughing brook May lull to sleep thy drowsy ...
... light . II . Sleep on ; sleep on ; the wind may kiss Thy marble brow , thy sunny hair ; And jealous I must view his bliss , His stolen joys I may not share . III . Sleep on ; sleep on ; the laughing brook May lull to sleep thy drowsy ...
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... light , It would flash with peculiar ray . II . Ah , I 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 ...
... light , It would flash with peculiar ray . II . Ah , I 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 ...
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... light . A simple string of orient pearls she wore Around a neck that Venus might adore . An amulet embraced each arm of snow , The fairest working of the nymphs below . Oh ! had I but Apelles ' magie art To paint the treasured image of ...
... light . A simple string of orient pearls she wore Around a neck that Venus might adore . An amulet embraced each arm of snow , The fairest working of the nymphs below . Oh ! had I but Apelles ' magie art To paint the treasured image of ...
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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.