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... gladness have been past— Could dearer joys its time require ? Or hast her stern and rugged sire Discovered , with a parent's ire , Their love , that like the springs first flower Hath flourished spite of wind and shower , And into ...
... gladness have been past— Could dearer joys its time require ? Or hast her stern and rugged sire Discovered , with a parent's ire , Their love , that like the springs first flower Hath flourished spite of wind and shower , And into ...
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... gladness , still more sweet ? With tones half breathed , yet softly clear , As only meant for love's own ear ? With throbbing pulse and beating heart , As if now met , they feared to part ? Alas ! much dignity of mien , But little love ...
... gladness , still more sweet ? With tones half breathed , yet softly clear , As only meant for love's own ear ? With throbbing pulse and beating heart , As if now met , they feared to part ? Alas ! much dignity of mien , But little love ...
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... gladness deeply fraught Too brilliant to be e'er o'ercast- Alas ! they were too bright to last . And now with soul by care oppress'd , No joy by day - by night no rest- The heart that should with joy have thrilld , By blighted hopes and ...
... gladness deeply fraught Too brilliant to be e'er o'ercast- Alas ! they were too bright to last . And now with soul by care oppress'd , No joy by day - by night no rest- The heart that should with joy have thrilld , By blighted hopes and ...
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Midnight musings. That this lov'd scene , to him endeared , With gladness once again was cheered . But wherefore is this joy to - night ? Is this a time for loud delight ? The CLIFFORD's star by darkness veiled , The Baron by his friends ...
Midnight musings. That this lov'd scene , to him endeared , With gladness once again was cheered . But wherefore is this joy to - night ? Is this a time for loud delight ? The CLIFFORD's star by darkness veiled , The Baron by his friends ...
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... gladness heard , when all around Seems steeped in woe and gloom profound ? ' " A stranger , then , I deem thou art , " The sentry said , " If I impart As news to thee , that here this night Will be performed the nuptial rite When ...
... gladness heard , when all around Seems steeped in woe and gloom profound ? ' " A stranger , then , I deem thou art , " The sentry said , " If I impart As news to thee , that here this night Will be performed the nuptial rite When ...
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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 !