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... flown . 4 . Sweet Thyrza ! waking as in sleep , Thou art but now a lovely dream ; A star that trembled o'er the deep , Then turned from earth its tender beam . But he , who through life's dreary way Must pass 58 POEMS .
... flown . 4 . Sweet Thyrza ! waking as in sleep , Thou art but now a lovely dream ; A star that trembled o'er the deep , Then turned from earth its tender beam . But he , who through life's dreary way Must pass 58 POEMS .
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... climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies . II . One shade the more , one ray the She walks in beauty.
... climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies . II . One shade the more , one ray the She walks in beauty.
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... On thee shall press no ponderous tomb ; But on thy turf shall roses rear Their leaves , the earliest of the year ; And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom : II . And oft by yon blue gushing stream Shall HEBREW MELODIES . 167.
... On thee shall press no ponderous tomb ; But on thy turf shall roses rear Their leaves , the earliest of the year ; And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom : II . And oft by yon blue gushing stream Shall HEBREW MELODIES . 167.
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... tender ; All earth can give , or mortal prize , Was mine of regal splendour . II . I strive to number o'er what days Remembrance can discover , Which all that life or earth displays Would lure me to live over . There rose no day , there ...
... tender ; All earth can give , or mortal prize , Was mine of regal splendour . II . I strive to number o'er what days Remembrance can discover , Which all that life or earth displays Would lure me to live over . There rose no day , there ...
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Abydos art thou Athens behold blest blood bloom blush bosom breast cease charms cold Constantinople could'st dare dark dead dear death deemed doomed dread dream earth eyes fair fame FAREWELL fear feel Fiend's arch fire from heaven fled flowers frigate Galilee gaze Genevra glance Haideé harp hath heaven HEBREW MELODIES hope hour Judah's JUVENAL light living lonely love thee loved in vain lute Mariamne mirth mourn ne'er never Newstead Abbey night Note o'er once pain pangs perchance Pindus remember repine Romaic SAW THEE scene shine shone sigh silent sleep smile soar song Sorrow soul sound Sparta STANZAS sweet tears thine thing thou art thou canst thou hast thought throne THY DAYS thy fall thy heart Thyrza triumph Turkish twill vainly voice WALKS IN BEAUTY weep wept withered ἀγαπῶ Ζώη Ζώη με
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Página 201 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
Página 152 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Página 201 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
Página 202 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord...
Página 165 - Away in Beauty's Bloom OH! snatch'd away in beauty's bloom, On thee shall press no ponderous tomb; But on thy turf shall roses rear Their leaves, the earliest of the year; And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom: And oft by yon blue gushing stream Shall Sorrow lean her drooping head, And feed deep thought with many a dream, And lingering pause and lightly tread: Fond wretch! as if her step disturb'd the dead!
Página 9 - The Spaniard, when the lust of sway Had lost its quickening spell, Cast crowns for rosaries away, An empire for a cell...
Página 166 - ... roses rear Their leaves, the earliest of the year ; And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom. And oft by yon blue gushing stream Shall Sorrow lean her drooping head, And feed deep thought with many a dream. And lingering pause and lightly tread ; Fond wretch ! as if her step...
Página 187 - A captive in the land, A stranger and a youth, He heard the King's command, He saw that writing's truth. The lamps around were bright, The prophecy in view; He read it on that night, — The morrow proved it true. " Belshazzar's grave is made, His kingdom...
Página 159 - d race ; For, taking root, it there remains In solitary grace : It cannot quit its place of birth, It will not live in other earth. But we must wander witheringly, In other lands to die; And where our fathers...
Página 13 - Wilt thou withstand the shock? And share with him, the unforgiven, His vulture and his rock? Foredoomed by God — by man accurst, And that last act, though not thy worst, The very Fiend's arch mock ! He, in his fall preserved his pride, And, if a mortal; had as proudly died!