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... . 45 DEATH OF EPAMINONDAS 59 LONE MUSINGS : - Spring Flowers The River The Sunset Night • 67 70 73 77 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS : - Man Sabbath Bells . The Dream of Life 85 87 89 It is not when the eye beams brightest The Field.
... . 45 DEATH OF EPAMINONDAS 59 LONE MUSINGS : - Spring Flowers The River The Sunset Night • 67 70 73 77 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS : - Man Sabbath Bells . The Dream of Life 85 87 89 It is not when the eye beams brightest The Field.
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... spring of clear water flow- ing into a sort of natural basin , surrounded by brushwood , near which I have seen ... springs to some saint , but more par- ticularly to the Virgin Mother of our Saviour , as being emblematical of purity ...
... spring of clear water flow- ing into a sort of natural basin , surrounded by brushwood , near which I have seen ... springs to some saint , but more par- ticularly to the Virgin Mother of our Saviour , as being emblematical of purity ...
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... spring , With soft and gentle murmuring ; In numerous bubbles breaking bright , Each sparkling with a diamond's light , And gently leaps its tiny spray Adown the hill - side on its way ; Through fields , amid whose emerald green ...
... spring , With soft and gentle murmuring ; In numerous bubbles breaking bright , Each sparkling with a diamond's light , And gently leaps its tiny spray Adown the hill - side on its way ; Through fields , amid whose emerald green ...
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... spring , I charge thee in her presence say , Why now thou stoppest me on my way ? For with repentant heart I go To kneel before St. Mary's shrine , And ease my weary load of woe , By praying for my sins and thine . ” IX . " It is no ...
... spring , I charge thee in her presence say , Why now thou stoppest me on my way ? For with repentant heart I go To kneel before St. Mary's shrine , And ease my weary load of woe , By praying for my sins and thine . ” IX . " It is no ...
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James Flockhart. Lone Musings . Rura mihi et rigui placeant in vallibus omnes , Flumina amem silvasque inglorius . " VIRGIL . F No. I. Spring Flowers . I call the vales , LONE MUSINGS:-
James Flockhart. Lone Musings . Rura mihi et rigui placeant in vallibus omnes , Flumina amem silvasque inglorius . " VIRGIL . F No. I. Spring Flowers . I call the vales , LONE MUSINGS:-
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15th Hussars amid ancient angel AUGUSTIN THIERRY Ave Maris Stella beauty beneath birds bloom breast bright castle Church cloth gilt Convocation Crown 8vo dark deep delight Doctor of Philosophy dream dwell earth earthly EMMELINE STUART WORTLEY EPAMINONDAS fade fair Fcap fear feel floated gazed gentle GEORGE STANLEY FABER gilt edges glittering grief HARRIET BEECHER STOWE hast hath heart Heaven History holy hope hour Illustrations Inez JOSEPH WOLF Lady EMMELINE STUART light lonely mind misery's morocco Mowbray nature night o'er peace Penwortham Poems poetical Post 8vo prayer Printed in colours Priory rest Ribble's ROBERT ARIS WILLMOTT Scottish Highlanders Second Edition sewed shed sigh sight silent Sir ROBERT RICH sleep Small 4to smile soon soul spirit sweet sweetly tale tear thee things THIRD ESTATE THOMAS CARLYLE thou thoughts trembling Twas volume watch wild wind WOLF woods written young
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Página 73 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Página 11 - n belle donne oneste atti soavi Sono un deserto, e fere aspre, e selvagge. SONETTO. QUEL Rosignuul che sì soave piagne Forse suoi figli, o sua cara consorte, Di 'dolcezza empie il cielo e le campagne Con tante note sì pietose e scorte, E tutta notte par che m' accompagne, E mi rammento la mia dura sorte ; Ch' altri che me non ho di cui mi lagne ; Che 'n Dee non credev
Página 70 - The umbrageous oak, in pomp outspread. Full oft, when storms the welkin rend, Draws lightning down upon the head It promised to defend. But thou art true, incarnate Lord, Who didst vouchsafe for man to die; Thy smile is sure, thy plighted word No change can falsify!
Página 77 - Jessica : look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb which thou beholdest, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubim.
Página 67 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flow'rets of a thousand hues.
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