The loves of the angels, a poemLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1823 - 148 páginas |
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... head Look'd out , as from a bridal bed , At that mute blushing hour - she said , " Oh ! that it were my doom to be " The Spirit of yon beauteous star , " Dwelling up there in purity , 66 Alone , as all such bright things are ; " My sole ...
... head Look'd out , as from a bridal bed , At that mute blushing hour - she said , " Oh ! that it were my doom to be " The Spirit of yon beauteous star , " Dwelling up there in purity , 66 Alone , as all such bright things are ; " My sole ...
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... head recline " A minute on this trembling arm , " And those mild eyes look up to mine " Without a dread , a thought of harm ? To meet but once the thrilling touch " " Gflips that are too fond to fear me ; " Or , if that boon be all too ...
... head recline " A minute on this trembling arm , " And those mild eyes look up to mine " Without a dread , a thought of harm ? To meet but once the thrilling touch " " Gflips that are too fond to fear me ; " Or , if that boon be all too ...
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... head in shame : A shame , that of itself would tell Were there not ev'n those breaks of flame , Celestial , through his clouded frame , How grand the height from which he fell ; That holy Shame , which ne'er forgets What clear renown it ...
... head in shame : A shame , that of itself would tell Were there not ev'n those breaks of flame , Celestial , through his clouded frame , How grand the height from which he fell ; That holy Shame , which ne'er forgets What clear renown it ...
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... head's in heaven While its whole shadow rests on earth ! Nor was it Love , ev'n yet , that thrall'd My spirit in his burning ties ; And less , still less could it be call'd That grosser flame , round which Love flies Nearer and nearer ...
... head's in heaven While its whole shadow rests on earth ! Nor was it Love , ev'n yet , that thrall'd My spirit in his burning ties ; And less , still less could it be call'd That grosser flame , round which Love flies Nearer and nearer ...
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... head Upon the altar's steps she cast , As if that brain - throb were its last- Till , startled by the breathing , nigh , Of lips , that echoed back her sigh , Sudden her brow again she rais'd , And there , just lighted on the shrine ...
... head Upon the altar's steps she cast , As if that brain - throb were its last- Till , startled by the breathing , nigh , Of lips , that echoed back her sigh , Sudden her brow again she rais'd , And there , just lighted on the shrine ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Angels eyes aught beams beautiful behold beneath bless blest bliss Book of Enoch Book of Job breath bright creatures bright eyes brow burn'd burning Cabbala Celestial Hierarchy Cham charm cherub Clemens Alexandrinus clouds dark Dionysius divine dreams earth earthly echo Eden's Eternal ev'n fair fall fall'n fallen angels fancy fatal feel felt fire fix'd flame flowers fond Gabalis gaze glorious glory glow God's gone happy hath heart heaven heavenly holy hour Josephus light lips look look'd lost lov'd love's loveliness lute maid mong mortal ne'er night o'er Paradise passion plumes pride proud pure radiant round seem'd seraph shame shed shine shone sigh skies soul spell spirit spoke stamp'd star stole stood sublime Summon'd sweet sylphes Tertullian thee thou thought thro Throne Twas Twixt unblest whate'er wings woman's wonder words worshipp'd ZARAPH
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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 65 - 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 78 - As free from any fear or doubt As is that light from chill or stain, The sun into the stars sheds out, To be by them shed back again!— That happy minglement of hearts, Where, chang'd as chymic compounds are, Each with its own existence parts, To find a new one happier far...
Página 68 - Mong these was ZARAPH once — and none E'er felt affections's holy fire, Or yearn'd towards the' Eternal One, With half such longing, deep desire. Love was to his impassion'd soul Not, as with others, a mere part Of its existence, but the whole — The very life-breath of his heart!
Página 3 - But other, earthlier joys had gone, And left their foot-prints as they went. Sighing, as through the shadowy Past, Like a tomb-searcher, Memory ran, Lifting each shroud that time had cast O'er buried hopes...
Página 23 - O'er some fair temple, which all day Hath slept in shadow, slow revealing Its several beauties, ray by ray, Till it shines out, a thing to bless, All full of light, and loveliness...
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...
Página 24 - It was my doom still to be haunted By some new wonder, some sublime And matchless work, that, for the time Held all my soul, enchain'd, enchanted, And left me not a thought, a dream, A word, but on that only theme ! The wish to know — that endless thirst, Which ev'n by quenching is awak'd, And which becomes or blest or curst, As is the fount whereat 'tis slak'd...
Página 59 - A cherub moves in, on the day Of his best pomp, I now put on ; And, proud that in her eyes I shone Thus glorious, glided to her arms, Which still (though at a sight so splendid Her dazzled brow had instantly Sunk on her breast) were wide extended To clasp the form she durst not see ! Great God ! how could thy vengeance light So bitterly on one so bright? How could the hand, that gave such charms, Blast them again, in love's own arms ? Scarce had I touch'd her shrinking frame, When — oh most horrible!