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... waves still ripple on And tremble ' neath her influence wan- And thus in beauty sheds around The mingled joy of light and sound ; The dew - drops sparkle in her light , The clouds confess her reign by night , As flitting o'er her virgin ...
... waves still ripple on And tremble ' neath her influence wan- And thus in beauty sheds around The mingled joy of light and sound ; The dew - drops sparkle in her light , The clouds confess her reign by night , As flitting o'er her virgin ...
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... sire , With hoary head , but youthful fire , Fearless in danger , wise and brave , His arms and influence freely gave , And bade his banners proudly wave The bold usurper's cause to aid : For YORK and And cast around the lurid light ...
... sire , With hoary head , but youthful fire , Fearless in danger , wise and brave , His arms and influence freely gave , And bade his banners proudly wave The bold usurper's cause to aid : For YORK and And cast around the lurid light ...
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... early morning's light ; And burnished helm with snow - white plumes Seemed like the wave - crest's foam- On many a breast the white rose blooms , Tokens of love and home- But emblems now of war and strife , With combat's 30.
... early morning's light ; And burnished helm with snow - white plumes Seemed like the wave - crest's foam- On many a breast the white rose blooms , Tokens of love and home- But emblems now of war and strife , With combat's 30.
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... wave , This sound shall rise above the din- This war - cry of the brave ! AWHILE the echoes swelled the gale— Then down into the middle vale The armies rushed : and loud the cries , The din - the roar - that rend the skies : As waves ...
... wave , This sound shall rise above the din- This war - cry of the brave ! AWHILE the echoes swelled the gale— Then down into the middle vale The armies rushed : and loud the cries , The din - the roar - that rend the skies : As waves ...
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... waves of the sea ; How gladly they bear our bark on its way , As lightly and brightly it cleaves thro ' the spray . The sea - bird around us its free flight is taking , Now dipping in ocean , now soaring in air— And the sun thro ' the ...
... waves of the sea ; How gladly they bear our bark on its way , As lightly and brightly it cleaves thro ' the spray . The sea - bird around us its free flight is taking , Now dipping in ocean , now soaring in air— And the sun thro ' the ...
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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 !