De Mowbray, a legend, and other poems1854 |
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... fair Edith - felt her power ; He saw within her bright blue eyes Affection's flame , which never dies . She was a thing to see and love , And , gentle as a trembling dove ; A being formed of smiles and fears , Whose silent thoughts ...
... fair Edith - felt her power ; He saw within her bright blue eyes Affection's flame , which never dies . She was a thing to see and love , And , gentle as a trembling dove ; A being formed of smiles and fears , Whose silent thoughts ...
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... Fair Edith watched as she stood by De Mowbray in his agony . She saw the fearful gloom that came In fits , and shook his trembling frame ; She waited till his bursting grief Had found in tears some slight relief , Then raised her silver ...
... Fair Edith watched as she stood by De Mowbray in his agony . She saw the fearful gloom that came In fits , and shook his trembling frame ; She waited till his bursting grief Had found in tears some slight relief , Then raised her silver ...
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... fair Edith gently took , And led him forth that he might rest And calm the sorrows of his breast ; She seemed to be an angel guide , Attendant ever at his side , With care her nightly watch to keep , And guard him in his hour of sleep ...
... fair Edith gently took , And led him forth that he might rest And calm the sorrows of his breast ; She seemed to be an angel guide , Attendant ever at his side , With care her nightly watch to keep , And guard him in his hour of sleep ...
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... fair , Till , in a luckless hour , there came The spoiler with the brand and flame ; Then swiftly by the scorching blast O'er that fair pile 32 DE MOWBRAY .
... fair , Till , in a luckless hour , there came The spoiler with the brand and flame ; Then swiftly by the scorching blast O'er that fair pile 32 DE MOWBRAY .
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James Flockhart. Then swiftly by the scorching blast O'er that fair pile in fury passed , Till ceased the fire that round it played And showed the ruin it had made ; Thus lone and desolate , behold Her like the Pythoness of old . VI ...
James Flockhart. Then swiftly by the scorching blast O'er that fair pile in fury passed , Till ceased the fire that round it played And showed the ruin it had made ; Thus lone and desolate , behold Her like the Pythoness of old . VI ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
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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