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... brief , His joy at being appointed chief Of CLIFFORD's warlike hold ; And named his wish , that ere three days Had seen the day - god's burnished rays , The nuptial garland might be twined , And AGNES to his pow'r resigned— As war's ...
... brief , His joy at being appointed chief Of CLIFFORD's warlike hold ; And named his wish , that ere three days Had seen the day - god's burnished rays , The nuptial garland might be twined , And AGNES to his pow'r resigned— As war's ...
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... brief the time , and yet how dear Those moments , snatched from time's career- In that brief hour how each young heart Recalled the past , so pleasant now , Ere woe had made the tear - drop start , Or care had marked each youthful brow ...
... brief the time , and yet how dear Those moments , snatched from time's career- In that brief hour how each young heart Recalled the past , so pleasant now , Ere woe had made the tear - drop start , Or care had marked each youthful brow ...
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... brief , as is the springs first flower- We joy that thus they pass'd away , e'er sin or sor- row's pow'r Had shed its baleful light abroad - its misery and gloom- And given clouds , not stars , to guide their pathway to the tomb . And ...
... brief , as is the springs first flower- We joy that thus they pass'd away , e'er sin or sor- row's pow'r Had shed its baleful light abroad - its misery and gloom- And given clouds , not stars , to guide their pathway to the tomb . And ...
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... is my voice as joyous now As erst it was in song ; And tho ' a smile at times may rise , ' Tis transient , faint , and brief- For in the heart will ever dwell My deeply rooted grief . SUDDEN DEATH . SHE arose in the morning all beauteous ...
... is my voice as joyous now As erst it was in song ; And tho ' a smile at times may rise , ' Tis transient , faint , and brief- For in the heart will ever dwell My deeply rooted grief . SUDDEN DEATH . SHE arose in the morning all beauteous ...
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... brief but bright course of her young life had ended , And tranquil and placid she slept with the dead . She slept ! and tho ' o'er her , affection is weeping , To faith there is given this promise to cheer : Not dead is the maiden ! but ...
... brief but bright course of her young life had ended , And tranquil and placid she slept with the dead . She slept ! and tho ' o'er her , affection is weeping , To faith there is given this promise to cheer : Not dead is the maiden ! but ...
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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 !