The Loved and the Lost ...1856 - 180 páginas |
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... flowers , Wed to the music of the soft south wind- They sleep ! -The lonely Autumn sits and sobs Between the cold white tombs , as if her heart Would break - they sleep ! -Wild Winter comes and chants Majestical the mournful Sagas ...
... flowers , Wed to the music of the soft south wind- They sleep ! -The lonely Autumn sits and sobs Between the cold white tombs , as if her heart Would break - they sleep ! -Wild Winter comes and chants Majestical the mournful Sagas ...
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... flowers shall smile Over the calm green graves ; the trees shall shake Their soul - like cadences upon the tombs ; Each dark - blue lake , set in a paradise Of wood , shall be a mirror to the moon , What time she looks from her imperial ...
... flowers shall smile Over the calm green graves ; the trees shall shake Their soul - like cadences upon the tombs ; Each dark - blue lake , set in a paradise Of wood , shall be a mirror to the moon , What time she looks from her imperial ...
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... flowers are not so beautiful , nor so fragrant as they once were . The stars glitter coldly in the sky as they remind us how far , how very far we are separated from the one we love . Poor affectionate human crea- tures that we are ! We ...
... flowers are not so beautiful , nor so fragrant as they once were . The stars glitter coldly in the sky as they remind us how far , how very far we are separated from the one we love . Poor affectionate human crea- tures that we are ! We ...
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... flower , bestowed in a memorable moment of affec- tion , is perfumed with the sweetest remembrance : we press a little lock of hair to our lips , and lo ! it becomes a talisman of consolation . Thus it was- thus it is thus will it ever ...
... flower , bestowed in a memorable moment of affec- tion , is perfumed with the sweetest remembrance : we press a little lock of hair to our lips , and lo ! it becomes a talisman of consolation . Thus it was- thus it is thus will it ever ...
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... flowers . This touching office of a bereaved love was also common among widows . The rose - the rose that comes so ... flowers the head . " It was evidently a Roman custom to plant flɔw ers upon graves , for Persius says- " Lie earth ...
... flowers . This touching office of a bereaved love was also common among widows . The rose - the rose that comes so ... flowers the head . " It was evidently a Roman custom to plant flɔw ers upon graves , for Persius says- " Lie earth ...
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amid ashes beautiful behold beneath bless bloom body breath bright brow buried called catacombs cemetery charm Christ Christian church coffin Cypress Hills CYPRESS HILLS CEMETERY dark dead death deceased deep dust earth Effie Gray epitaph eternal eyes flowers friends funeral fusio gaze gloom glorious glory grave grief ground GUIDERIUS hallowed hand hast heart Heaven honor hope human immortal inscriptions Isaac Watts JOHN CUSTIS laid lakes light living LORD BYRON majestic marble memory mighty monuments mother Mount Mount Vernon Mount Victory mourn mourner murmur nature night noble o'er patriot Père La Chaise rest Roman sacred sepulchre shrine sleep smile solemn sorrow soul spirit spot stars stone STUART HOLLAND sweet tears tender thee thine thou thought tion tomb trees via Dolorosa voice walk wave weep WILLIAM ROSS WALLACE Williamsburgh winds
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Página 102 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No...
Página 83 - THE BODY of BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, Printer, (like the cover of an old book, its contents torn out, and stript of its lettering and gilding) lies here food for worms ; yet the work itself shall not be lost, for it will (as he believed) appear once more in a new and more beautiful edition, corrected and amended by THE AUTHOR.
Página 161 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end: Were this frail world our only rest. Living or dying, none were blest. 2 Beyond the flight of time, Beyond this vale of death, There surely is some blessed clime Where life is not a breath, Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward to expire.
Página 118 - ONCE, in the flight of ages past, There lived a man:— and WHO was HE ? — Mortal ! howe'er thy lot be cast, That Man resembled Thee. Unknown the region of his birth, The land in which he .died unknown : His name has...
Página 102 - No wither'd witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew; The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew ! The red-breast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gather'd flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Página 102 - midst the chase, on every plain, The tender thought on thee shall dwell ; Each lonely scene shall thee restore ; For thee the tear be duly shed ; Belov'd till life can charm no more, And mourn'd till Pity's self be dead.
Página 164 - Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
Página 177 - This spirit shall return to Him Who gave its heavenly spark: Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark ! No! it shall live again, and shine In bliss unknown to beams of thine; By Him recalled to breath, Who captive led captivity, ' Who robbed the grave of victory, And took the sting from Death...
Página 139 - Light be the turf of thy tomb ! May its verdure like emeralds be : There should not be the shadow of gloom In aught that reminds us of thee. Young flowers and an evergreen tree May spring from the spot of thy rest : But nor cypress nor yew let us see ; For why should we mourn for the blest ? WHEN WE TWO PARTED.
Página 164 - Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke ; Care no more to clothe, and eat ; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.