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... glows , Again thy lion - glace appals thy foes ; Thy kindling eye - beam darts unconquer'd fires Thy look sublime ... glowing thought , thy kindling spirit lend As Memnon's harp ( so ancient fables say ) With sweet vibration meets the ...
... glows , Again thy lion - glace appals thy foes ; Thy kindling eye - beam darts unconquer'd fires Thy look sublime ... glowing thought , thy kindling spirit lend As Memnon's harp ( so ancient fables say ) With sweet vibration meets the ...
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... glow'd , How from each eye the tear of transport flow'd ! Not wilder joy the sons of Israel knew , When Canaan's ... glowing canvass breathe , Creative Sculpture ENGLAND AND SPAIN . 19.
... glow'd , How from each eye the tear of transport flow'd ! Not wilder joy the sons of Israel knew , When Canaan's ... glowing canvass breathe , Creative Sculpture ENGLAND AND SPAIN . 19.
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Mrs. Hemans. When Painting bade the glowing canvass breathe , Creative Sculpture claim'd the living wreath ; When ... glow , Still rush impetuous to repel the foe ; Wave the bright faulchion , lift the beamy spear , And bid oppressive ...
Mrs. Hemans. When Painting bade the glowing canvass breathe , Creative Sculpture claim'd the living wreath ; When ... glow , Still rush impetuous to repel the foe ; Wave the bright faulchion , lift the beamy spear , And bid oppressive ...
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... glow , what clarion's breath , May chase the still cold sleep of death ? Shrowded in Scotland's blood - stain'd plaid , Low are her mountain - warriors laid ; They fell , on that proud soil whose mould Was blent with heroes ' dust of ...
... glow , what clarion's breath , May chase the still cold sleep of death ? Shrowded in Scotland's blood - stain'd plaid , Low are her mountain - warriors laid ; They fell , on that proud soil whose mould Was blent with heroes ' dust of ...
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... glow And Darro's wave reflects each passing dye That melts and mingles in th ' empurpled sky . Fragrance , exhaled from rose and citron bower , Blends with the dewy freshness of the hour ; Hush'd are the winds , and Nature seems to ...
... glow And Darro's wave reflects each passing dye That melts and mingles in th ' empurpled sky . Fragrance , exhaled from rose and citron bower , Blends with the dewy freshness of the hour ; Hush'd are the winds , and Nature seems to ...
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Page 563 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath. And stars to set — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! THE LOST PLEIAD.
Page 552 - And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud, "My father! must I stay?
Page 552 - once again he cried, " If I may yet be gone ! " And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames roll'd on.
Page 540 - Bring flowers, fresh flowers, for the bride to wear ! They were born to blush in her shining hair. She is leaving the home of her childhood's mirth, She hath bid farewell to her father's hearth, Her place is now by another's side — Bring flowers for the locks of the fair young bride...
Page 552 - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but he had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead.
Page 539 - Thou hast the starry gems, the burning gold, Won from ten thousand royal argosies! Sweep o'er thy spoils, thou wild and wrathful main ! Earth claims not these again.
Page 563 - Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest; Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest.
Page 539 - O'er youth's bright locks, and beauty's flowery crown : Yet must thou hear a voice — Restore the dead ! Earth shall reclaim her precious things from thee ! — Restore the dead, thou sea ! BRING FLOWERS.
Page 255 - Then ye shall appoint you cities to be cities of refuge for you; that the slayer may flee thither, which killeth any person at unawares. 12 And they shall be unto you cities for refuge from the avenger; that the manslayer die not, until he stand before the congregation in judgment.
Page 539 - Give back the true and brave ! (rive back the lost and lovely ! those for whom The place was kept at board and hearth so long, The prayer went up through midnight's breathless gloom, And the vain yearning...