The Works of Mrs Hemans;: With a Memoir of Her Life,William Blackwood & Sons, ... and Thomas Cadell, London., 1839 |
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... , Mine own ! whose young thoughts fresh before me rise ! Is it not much that I may guide thy prayer , And circle thy glad soul with free and healthful air ? IX . Why should I weep on thy bright head 4 THE FOREST SANCTUARY .
... , Mine own ! whose young thoughts fresh before me rise ! Is it not much that I may guide thy prayer , And circle thy glad soul with free and healthful air ? IX . Why should I weep on thy bright head 4 THE FOREST SANCTUARY .
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... rise , Disquieting my dreams with its bright mournful eyes ? LIV . Why came I ? oh ! the heart's deep mystery ! - Why In man's last hour doth vain affection's gaze Fix itself down on struggling agony , To the dimm'd eyeballs freezing as ...
... rise , Disquieting my dreams with its bright mournful eyes ? LIV . Why came I ? oh ! the heart's deep mystery ! - Why In man's last hour doth vain affection's gaze Fix itself down on struggling agony , To the dimm'd eyeballs freezing as ...
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... were anxious eyes Waiting that look - sad eyes of troubled thought , Alvar's Theresa's ! -Did her childhood rise , With all its pure and home - affections fraught , In the brief glance ? —She clasp'd her hands — 24 THE FOREST SANCTUARY .
... were anxious eyes Waiting that look - sad eyes of troubled thought , Alvar's Theresa's ! -Did her childhood rise , With all its pure and home - affections fraught , In the brief glance ? —She clasp'd her hands — 24 THE FOREST SANCTUARY .
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... rise on death , With its remember'd light , that face of thine , Redeemer ! dimm'd by this world's misty breath , Yet mournfully , mysteriously divine ? O ! that calm , sorrowful , prophetic eye , With its dark depths of grief , love ...
... rise on death , With its remember'd light , that face of thine , Redeemer ! dimm'd by this world's misty breath , Yet mournfully , mysteriously divine ? O ! that calm , sorrowful , prophetic eye , With its dark depths of grief , love ...
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... soul , didst quit all else for me , When stars the stars that earliest rise - are shining , - How their soft glance unseals each thought of thee ! For on our flight they smiled ; their dewy rays 48 THE FOREST SANCTUARY .
... soul , didst quit all else for me , When stars the stars that earliest rise - are shining , - How their soft glance unseals each thought of thee ! For on our flight they smiled ; their dewy rays 48 THE FOREST SANCTUARY .
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Page 178 - 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 264 - PRAISE ye the LORD. Praise ye the LORD from the heavens : Praise him in the heights. Praise ye him, all his angels : Praise ye him, all his hosts.
Page 135 - Give back the lost and lovely ! — those for whom The place was kept at board and hearth so long ! The prayer went up...
Page 158 - While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. They wrapt the ship in splendour wild, They caught the flag on high, And stream'd above the gallant child, Like banners in the sky. There came a burst of thunder sound— The boy— oh! where was he? Ask of the winds that far around With fragments strewed the sea, With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part; But the noblest thing that perished there Was that young faithful heart.
Page 158 - And shouted but once more aloud, "My Father! must I stay?" While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. They...
Page 157 - 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 255 - They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters ; These see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep.
Page 158 - With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part — But the noblest thing which perished there Was that young faithful heart...
Page 175 - tis lovely ! — Childhood's lip and cheek, Mantling beneath its earnest brow of thought — Gaze — yet what seest thou in those fair, and meek, And fragile...
Page 160 - With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.