The Vision of Justice, and Other PoemsWard, 1879 - 117 páginas |
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... rose from ruin's blaze , And Western nations blessed my heavenly rays . Still , still afar in many a Western land , Where Nature shed her gifts with lavish hand , Tho ' suns shone bright , and ev'ry flow'r was fair , All , all but ...
... rose from ruin's blaze , And Western nations blessed my heavenly rays . Still , still afar in many a Western land , Where Nature shed her gifts with lavish hand , Tho ' suns shone bright , and ev'ry flow'r was fair , All , all but ...
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... rose ; I heard their cry , and straight to Britain gave The glorious right to free th ' enshackled slave ; With one accord the sacrifice was made , To Satan's hounds the priceless ransom paid . That grand design recalls a deathless name ...
... rose ; I heard their cry , and straight to Britain gave The glorious right to free th ' enshackled slave ; With one accord the sacrifice was made , To Satan's hounds the priceless ransom paid . That grand design recalls a deathless name ...
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... rose , Elysian to thy hopeful eyes ; But now , too soon , bereavement shows What desert waste before thee lies . IV . And as , when midst the parting storm , The rainbow's hues of promise shine , E'en so may Hope , in rainbow form ...
... rose , Elysian to thy hopeful eyes ; But now , too soon , bereavement shows What desert waste before thee lies . IV . And as , when midst the parting storm , The rainbow's hues of promise shine , E'en so may Hope , in rainbow form ...
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... rose shall perish in its bloom Ere it can feel the winter's sting . IV . So true he spake , prophetic bard , When autumn tinged the leaves with red , No more Elvira's voice is heard- For she is with the quiet dead . V. Beside her tomb ...
... rose shall perish in its bloom Ere it can feel the winter's sting . IV . So true he spake , prophetic bard , When autumn tinged the leaves with red , No more Elvira's voice is heard- For she is with the quiet dead . V. Beside her tomb ...
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... Tho ' prosperity's sun is now hiding his glory Behind the dark cloud that o'ershadows thy fame ; Awake , lovely Spain , from thy carnival gory , And prove thyself worthy a Calderon's name . The Rose and the Dightingale . A I. WAY in ( 26 )
... Tho ' prosperity's sun is now hiding his glory Behind the dark cloud that o'ershadows thy fame ; Awake , lovely Spain , from thy carnival gory , And prove thyself worthy a Calderon's name . The Rose and the Dightingale . A I. WAY in ( 26 )
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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.