The loves of the angels, a poem

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Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1823 - 148 páginas

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Página 89 - And his tail drew the third part of the stars of heaven, and did cast them to the earth : and the dragon stood before the woman which was ready to be delivered, for to devour her child as soon as it was born.
Página 64 - Her precious pearl, in sorrow's cup, Unmelted at the bottom lay, To shine again, when, all drunk up, The bitterness should pass away.
Página 1 - WAS when the world was in its prime, When the fresh stars had just begun Their race of glory, and young Time Told his first birth-days by the sun ; When, in the light of Nature's dawn Rejoicing, men and angels met * On the high hill and sunny lawn, — Ere sorrow came, or Sin had drawn 'Twixt man and heaven her curtain yet ! When earth lay nearer to the skies Than in these days of crime and woe, And mortals saw, without suprise, In the mid-air, angelic eyes Gazing upon this world below.
Página 65 - I've fed the altar in my bower " With droppings from the incense tree ; " I've shelter'd it from wind and shower, " But dim it burns the livelong hour, " As if, like me, it had no power " Of life or lustre, without thee ! " A boat at midnight sent alone " To drift upon the moonless sea, " A lute, whose leading chord is gone, " A wounded bird, that hath but one " Imperfect wing to soar upon, " Are like what I am, without thee...
Página 63 - Breathed inwardly the voiceless prayer, Unheard by all but Mercy's ear — And which if Mercy did not hear, Oh, God would not be what this bright And glorious universe of His, This world of beauty, goodness, light, And endless love, proclaims He is!
Página 62 - Have bent before thee since my fall, Great Power, if ever thy decrees Thou could'st for prayer like mine recall, Pardon that spirit, and on me, On me, who taught her pride to err, Shed out each drop of agony Thy burning phial keeps for her ! See, too, where low beside me kneel Two other outcasts, who, though gone And lost themselves, yet dare to feel And pray for that poor mortal one. Alas, too well, too well they know The pain, the penitence, the woe That Passion brings...
Página 9 - So fill'd the heart was to the brink, So fix'd and frozen there — to think That angel natures — even I, Whose love she clung to, as the tie Between her spirit and the sky — Should fall thus headlong from the height Of such pure glory into sin — The sin, of all, most sure to blight, The sin, of all, that the soul's light Is soonest lost, extinguish'd in...

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