The Works of Mrs. Hemans, with a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her Genius by Mrs. Sigourney ...Lea and Blanchard, 1840 |
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... dark eternity ! Is earth still Eden ! -might a seraph guest , Still , ' midst its chosen bowers , delighted rest ! Is all so cloudless and so calm below , We seek no fairer scenes than life can show ? That the cold Sceptic , in his ...
... dark eternity ! Is earth still Eden ! -might a seraph guest , Still , ' midst its chosen bowers , delighted rest ! Is all so cloudless and so calm below , We seek no fairer scenes than life can show ? That the cold Sceptic , in his ...
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... darkness of the stormy wave , Forsook the struggling soul she could not save ! Weep not , sad moralist ! o'er desert ... dark the chambers of its imag'ry , ( 3 ) Sunk are its idols now - and God alone May rear the fabric by their fall o ...
... darkness of the stormy wave , Forsook the struggling soul she could not save ! Weep not , sad moralist ! o'er desert ... dark the chambers of its imag'ry , ( 3 ) Sunk are its idols now - and God alone May rear the fabric by their fall o ...
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... dark traces left in many a line Graved on his mien , who died , - " and made no sign ! " Approach not , gaze not ... darkness , mock all finite gaze , Before whose eyes the creatures of Thy hand , Seraph 16 THE SCEPTIC .
... dark traces left in many a line Graved on his mien , who died , - " and made no sign ! " Approach not , gaze not ... darkness , mock all finite gaze , Before whose eyes the creatures of Thy hand , Seraph 16 THE SCEPTIC .
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... dark decree , If not one murmur then escaped from thee ? Oh ! still , though vanishing without a trace , Thou hast not left one scion of thy race , ' The Princess Charlotte . Still may thy memory bloom our vales among , Hallowed THE ...
... dark decree , If not one murmur then escaped from thee ? Oh ! still , though vanishing without a trace , Thou hast not left one scion of thy race , ' The Princess Charlotte . Still may thy memory bloom our vales among , Hallowed THE ...
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... dark the chambers of its imag'ry . “ Every man in the chambers of his imagery . " NOTE 4 . EZEKIEL , chap . 8 . -Must drink the cup of trembling . " Thou hast drunken the dregs of the cup of trembling , and wrung them out . ” . -ISAIAH ...
... dark the chambers of its imag'ry . “ Every man in the chambers of his imagery . " NOTE 4 . EZEKIEL , chap . 8 . -Must drink the cup of trembling . " Thou hast drunken the dregs of the cup of trembling , and wrung them out . ” . -ISAIAH ...
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Página 304 - There is none In all this cold and hollow world, no fount Of deep, strong, deathless love, save that within A mother's heart.
Página 26 - And, behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the LORD ; but the LORD was not in the wind : and after the wind an earthquake : but the LORD was not in the earthquake : and after the earthquake a fire ; but the LORD teas not in the fire : and after the fire a still small voice.
Página 139 - Know ye not that there is a prince and a great man fallen this day in Israel?
Página 26 - And behold the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and broke in pieces the rocks before the Lord ; but the Lord was not in the wind ; and after the wind an earthquake; but the Lord was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire ; and after the fire a still small voice.
Página 221 - Marmora, which was known to the ancients by the denomination of Propontis. The navigation from the issue of the Bosphorus to the entrance of the Hellespont is about one hundred and twenty miles. Those who steer their westward course through the middle of the Propontis may at once descry the high lands of Thrace and Bithynia, and never lose sight of the lofty summit of Mount Olympus, covered with eternal snows.
Página 378 - E'en while with ours thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. Dust, to its narrow house beneath! Soul, to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die.
Página 305 - ... fond care for him, Hung o'er his sleep, and, duly as heaven's light, Was there to greet his wakening ! You ne'er smoothed His couch, ne'er sung him to his rosy rest Caught his least whisper, when his voice from yours Had learned soft utterance ; pressed your lip to his, When fever parched it ; hushed his wayward cries, With patient, vigilant, never-wearied love ! No ! these are woman's tasks...
Página 254 - There was tumult in the crowded strait, And a cry of wild dismay, And many a warrior met his fate From a peasant's hand that day ! And the empire's banner then From its place of waving free, Went down before the shepherd-men, The men of the...
Página 223 - The sight of his blood, and the exquisite pain, appalled the courage of the chief, whose arms and counsels were the firmest rampart of the city. As he withdrew from his station in quest of a surgeon, his flight was perceived and stopped by the indefatigable emperor. " Your " wound," exclaimed Palaeologus, is slight ; the " danger is pressing; your presence is necessary;
Página 130 - THERE are bright scenes beneath Italian skies, Where glowing suns their purest light diffuse, Uncultured flowers in wild profusion rise, And nature lavishes her warmest hues ; But trust thou not her smile, her balmy breath, Away ! her charms are but the pomp of Death ! He, in the vine-clad bowers, unseen is dwelling, Where the cool shade its freshness round thee throws...