Heart Songs: A Book for the Gift-seasonMiss E. Hedge Crosby, Nichols, 1856 - 144 páginas |
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... passing changes there : I love to hear your voice's tone , Although you should not say A single word , to dream upon When that had died away . Oh ! you are kindly as the beam That warms where'er it plays ; And you are gentle as a dream ...
... passing changes there : I love to hear your voice's tone , Although you should not say A single word , to dream upon When that had died away . Oh ! you are kindly as the beam That warms where'er it plays ; And you are gentle as a dream ...
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... passed through the door : They saw but the shadow that lay on the floor : Their hearts they were chill : They drank the full beaker of cold mandragore ; They drank , and were still ! The light it was ashen ; the shade it was 20 RESURGAMUS .
... passed through the door : They saw but the shadow that lay on the floor : Their hearts they were chill : They drank the full beaker of cold mandragore ; They drank , and were still ! The light it was ashen ; the shade it was 20 RESURGAMUS .
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... passing ages . The gladsome current of our youth , Ere passion yet disorders , Steals , lingering , like a river smooth Along its grassy borders . But as the careworn cheek grows wan , And Sorrow's A THOUGHT . 37 A Thought suggested by ...
... passing ages . The gladsome current of our youth , Ere passion yet disorders , Steals , lingering , like a river smooth Along its grassy borders . But as the careworn cheek grows wan , And Sorrow's A THOUGHT . 37 A Thought suggested by ...
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... passing thought , Like rose - leaves scattered by the storm ; Though each might grace the poet's theme , The Houri of an Eastern dream . As one who hangs in spell - bound trance O'er some Madonna's soul - lit face , And breathes in each ...
... passing thought , Like rose - leaves scattered by the storm ; Though each might grace the poet's theme , The Houri of an Eastern dream . As one who hangs in spell - bound trance O'er some Madonna's soul - lit face , And breathes in each ...
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... no more but me . " I have watched thee in thy slumbers , When the shadow of a dream Passed across thy smiling features , Like the ripple of a stream ; And so sweetly were the visions Pictured there with lively 52 ENONE .
... no more but me . " I have watched thee in thy slumbers , When the shadow of a dream Passed across thy smiling features , Like the ripple of a stream ; And so sweetly were the visions Pictured there with lively 52 ENONE .
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ASPASIA beauty bless bloom bosom breast breath bright calm chamber cheek clouds cold dark days are long days were long dear deep DOST THOU TALK dream dreary earth ENONE evermore eyes face fair fair band fair-weather friend faithless feel flowers gentle glide golden grace gray hair hand hath heaven holy hopes Houri JANE EYRE kiss ladye land lashes light lips listen look looks and smiles love thee morn mother never night old believing pain pale passion patter pine portrait praise Rabia rain rebec river rose seneschal shade shine shore sigh silence sing sleep slumbering smile soft song sorrow soul spirit stood strong summer sweet TALK OF DEATH tears There's Theseus thick set thine thou art thought thy heart to-day tomb Twas voice vows wave weary weep winds wings words world in flame world of noise Ye stars youth
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Página 90 - On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
Página 90 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Página 38 - When joys have lost their bloom and breath, And life itself is vapid, Why, as we reach the Falls of death, Feel we its tide more rapid? It may be strange — yet who would change, Time's course to slower speeding; When one by one our friends have gone, And left our bosoms bleeding ? Heaven gives our years of fading strength Indemnifying fleetness ; And those of Youth, a teeming length, Proportioned to their sweetness.
Página 102 - And her bright-eyed cherub brother, — a serene, angelic pair, — Glide around my wakeful pillow with their praise or mild reproof, As I listen to the murmur of the soft rain on the roof. And another comes to thrill me with her eyes
Página 135 - In what state God's other works may be, In their own tasks all their powers pouring, These attain the mighty life you see.
Página 120 - A sigh for others' pain : The breath that soothes a brother's care Is never spent in vain. And though it throb at gentlest touch, Or Sorrow's faintest call, 'Twere better it should ache too much Than never ache at all. The heart, the heart that's truly blest, Is never all its own : No ray of glory lights the breast That beats for self alone.
Página 37 - ... tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veiled a light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy forehead dim; Thus she stood amid the stocks, Praising God with sweetest looks: Sure, I said, Heaven did not mean, Where I reap thou shouldst but glean; Lay thy sheaf adown and come, Share my harvest and my home.
Página 37 - But as the careworn cheek grows wan, And sorrow's shafts fly thicker, Ye Stars, that measure life to man, Why seem your courses quicker ? When joys have lost their bloom and breath And life itself is vapid...
Página 34 - No second morn has ever shone for me; All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given, All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee. But when the days of golden dreams had perished, And even Despair was powerless to destroy...
Página 33 - Cold in the earth — and fifteen wild Decembers, From those brown hills, have melted into spring: Faithful, indeed, is the spirit that remembers After such years of change and suffering!