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... arrayed . But ARTHUR , at an early age , Had been Queen MARGARET's favored page , Had shared in every joy and sport That youth may find within a court- The tournament , the strife of arms , The peril too of woman's charms : But now when ...
... arrayed . But ARTHUR , at an early age , Had been Queen MARGARET's favored page , Had shared in every joy and sport That youth may find within a court- The tournament , the strife of arms , The peril too of woman's charms : But now when ...
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... arrayed . Blest intervals of joy and light , Amid the gloominess of night ! She was the star whose placid ray Alone could cheer his weary way . Blest spot ! which , like the desert isle , In lonely verdure loves to smile , To which the ...
... arrayed . Blest intervals of joy and light , Amid the gloominess of night ! She was the star whose placid ray Alone could cheer his weary way . Blest spot ! which , like the desert isle , In lonely verdure loves to smile , To which the ...
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... arrayed , With hopes and feelings undecayed , She listened in her bower's shade To love's first vows - and fondly thought Such hours with gladness deeply fraught Too brilliant to be e'er o'ercast- Alas ! they were too bright to last ...
... arrayed , With hopes and feelings undecayed , She listened in her bower's shade To love's first vows - and fondly thought Such hours with gladness deeply fraught Too brilliant to be e'er o'ercast- Alas ! they were too bright to last ...
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... arrayed , Thro ' counties where glim war had borne His banner drenched with blood , and toru , Beneath whose desolating sway` All bore the trace of swift decay ; The flowers trampled under foot , The orchard stripped of trees and fruit ...
... arrayed , Thro ' counties where glim war had borne His banner drenched with blood , and toru , Beneath whose desolating sway` All bore the trace of swift decay ; The flowers trampled under foot , The orchard stripped of trees and fruit ...
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... arrayed , Their progress to arrest none dared ; They bounded on with falchions bared , And ARTHUR led them on To where the Chapel's solemn pile Amid the darkness seem'd to smile , So bright with lamps it shone ; There stood in bridal ...
... arrayed , Their progress to arrest none dared ; They bounded on with falchions bared , And ARTHUR led them on To where the Chapel's solemn pile Amid the darkness seem'd to smile , So bright with lamps it shone ; There stood in bridal ...
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AGNES amid anguish arrayed ARTHUR balmy banner battle beam beauty beneath bitter bloom breast breathe bright bring brow calm cheek cheer CLIFFORD's CLIFFORD's tower clouds dark death decay deep delight DEMERARA dew-drops DIRGE E'en early earth fade faint fairy falchions fame farewell feelings flowers gallant band gaze gentle gladness gloom glory grief hath heard Heaven holy hopes laurel wreath life's light lonely look of love lour lyre maiden rest mem'ry merry England mirth moonlight morning mourn neath night o'er ocean pain pale path peace perchance perfume placid plain pleasures pow'r pride pure Queen reigns reigns o'er rill scene seems shed shine shone silent sleep smile sorrow soul spirit splendour star strife tears thee thine thou thoughts thro Tis sweet tomb transient vale vanished VESPER HOUR visage voice wake warrior weary ween wings withered young heart youth
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Page 59 - OFT, in the stilly night, Ere Slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me ; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus, in the stilly night...
Page 67 - Scarce seen, but with fresh bitterness imbued ; And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music, — summer's eve — or spring, A flower — the wind — the Ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound ; XXIV.
Page 48 - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Page 56 - O, that the slave had forty thousand lives ! One is too poor, too weak for my revenge. Now do I see 'tis true. Look here, lago ; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven : 'Tis gone. Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell ! Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne To tyrannous hate ! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught, For 'tis of aspics
Page 89 - Where the wicked cease from troubling And the weary are at rest !