The Vision of Justice, and Other PoemsWard, 1879 - 117 páginas |
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... nigh ; And shrilly the terrified coursers are neighing , While the dun cloud of Battle rolls darkling on high . IV . Tho ' prosperity's sun is now hiding his glory Behind the dark cloud that o'ershadows thy fame ; Awake , lovely Spain ...
... nigh ; And shrilly the terrified coursers are neighing , While the dun cloud of Battle rolls darkling on high . IV . Tho ' prosperity's sun is now hiding his glory Behind the dark cloud that o'ershadows thy fame ; Awake , lovely Spain ...
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... nigh each sportive maiden knows ; Into our sea - shells for the night we creep , Rocked into slumber by the rolling deep : Oh ! what existence vies with mermaids ' life , Where all with calm serenity is rife ? The billows e'en , that ...
... nigh each sportive maiden knows ; Into our sea - shells for the night we creep , Rocked into slumber by the rolling deep : Oh ! what existence vies with mermaids ' life , Where all with calm serenity is rife ? The billows e'en , that ...
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... nigh Gaze at the village with a pensive eye , Oft at the thought that aged heart would smile That he was monarch of the happy isle . Thus they lived on in calm and joyous life All unembittered by rebellious strife , Apart from all the ...
... nigh Gaze at the village with a pensive eye , Oft at the thought that aged heart would smile That he was monarch of the happy isle . Thus they lived on in calm and joyous life All unembittered by rebellious strife , Apart from all the ...
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... nigh reached zero , And in the dog - days such strange things are done , He longed and knew not how to have it , vero He capped decision with this lovely pun : " I have a fancy , in our own Town Hall I'll treat this fancy to a fancy ...
... nigh reached zero , And in the dog - days such strange things are done , He longed and knew not how to have it , vero He capped decision with this lovely pun : " I have a fancy , in our own Town Hall I'll treat this fancy to a fancy ...
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... nigh , When Sartore , all courteous , led his dancers Into the gorgeous supper - room close by . Of course there were no abnegating answers ; Well was repaid each stomach and each eye , Which beat the stomachs hollow , to be able To ...
... nigh , When Sartore , all courteous , led his dancers Into the gorgeous supper - room close by . Of course there were no abnegating answers ; Well was repaid each stomach and each eye , Which beat the stomachs hollow , to be able To ...
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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.