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... hope that others also may be induced to dedicate their leisure hours to the pursuit , spend them in the attainment , and reap the reward in the rich enjoyment of those intellectual pleasures , which are 66 Sought without a crime , And ...
... hope that others also may be induced to dedicate their leisure hours to the pursuit , spend them in the attainment , and reap the reward in the rich enjoyment of those intellectual pleasures , which are 66 Sought without a crime , And ...
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... hopes sublime . And Love , thine hour is surely this- Oh what were all the world's best bliss , Its deepest joy , its dearest thrill , Which can attract man's spirit still , ( They ever have , they ever will ) If Love gave not his ...
... hopes sublime . And Love , thine hour is surely this- Oh what were all the world's best bliss , Its deepest joy , its dearest thrill , Which can attract man's spirit still , ( They ever have , they ever will ) If Love gave not his ...
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... hope to get Of Her on whom his heart was set With all the love pure , fond , and deep , Which still his heart in thrall could keep . How many fears his anxious breast In mournful solitude possessed For her - the only one from whom Came ...
... hope to get Of Her on whom his heart was set With all the love pure , fond , and deep , Which still his heart in thrall could keep . How many fears his anxious breast In mournful solitude possessed For her - the only one from whom Came ...
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... hope surmounted dark despair , And showed afar its prospects fair But desperate appears even hope , When thus it dares with fate to cope , And mem❜ry then in sadness yearns For pleasure that no more returns— And she that builds amid ...
... hope surmounted dark despair , And showed afar its prospects fair But desperate appears even hope , When thus it dares with fate to cope , And mem❜ry then in sadness yearns For pleasure that no more returns— And she that builds amid ...
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... 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 . And now 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 . And now with ...
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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 !