The AmuletW. Baynes & Son, and Wightman & Cramp, 1833 |
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... shadowy hour . Pass on , pass on , thou cloudless moon- The world's untarnished diadem ; Thy blessed light will leave me soon , But leave me to be nearer them ! Ev'n now thy gentle rays may gleam On those I 54 THE EMIGRANT .
... shadowy hour . Pass on , pass on , thou cloudless moon- The world's untarnished diadem ; Thy blessed light will leave me soon , But leave me to be nearer them ! Ev'n now thy gentle rays may gleam On those I 54 THE EMIGRANT .
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... light his cheek ? If fancy now no longer gives Her foolish dreams of future bliss , There is a hope on which he lives— ' Tis of a happier world than this . Thou , Moon , that walk'st the silent night , THE EMIGRANT . 55 55.
... light his cheek ? If fancy now no longer gives Her foolish dreams of future bliss , There is a hope on which he lives— ' Tis of a happier world than this . Thou , Moon , that walk'st the silent night , THE EMIGRANT . 55 55.
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... light And gladness as they draw more nigh ; Wilt emblem to my friends and me That home where never comes regret ... lights the dark and sunken eye , 56 THE EMIGRANT .
... light And gladness as they draw more nigh ; Wilt emblem to my friends and me That home where never comes regret ... lights the dark and sunken eye , 56 THE EMIGRANT .
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What is it lights the dark and sunken eye , And calls a red flush to the pallid cheek ? Mark the unclosing lips ... light , Their smoke up - curling to the fresh sea - breeze ; — They might have almost heard the reaper's tone Of joy ...
What is it lights the dark and sunken eye , And calls a red flush to the pallid cheek ? Mark the unclosing lips ... light , Their smoke up - curling to the fresh sea - breeze ; — They might have almost heard the reaper's tone Of joy ...
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... light To cheer his bed of death , but not of pain- The Exile was at home , asleep , ere night . And gentle tones of blessing he had heard— Ere life went forth from worn and wearied clay- Telling of FAITH — that long - forgotten word ...
... light To cheer his bed of death , but not of pain- The Exile was at home , asleep , ere night . And gentle tones of blessing he had heard— Ere life went forth from worn and wearied clay- Telling of FAITH — that long - forgotten word ...
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Página 196 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated ; who could guess If ever more should meet those mutual eyes, Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise?
Página 80 - ... there is all nature cries aloud Through all her works,) he must delight in virtue ; And that which he delights in must be happy. But when ! or where ! — This world was made for Caesar.
Página 79 - IT must be so — Plato, thou reason'st well ! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Página 226 - And if he trespass against thee seven times in a day, and seven times in a day turn again to thee, saying, I repent; thou shalt forgive him.
Página 80 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Página 79 - The wide, th' unbounded prospect lies before me ; But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it. Here will I hold. If there's a Power above us, (And that there is, all nature cries aloud Through all her works), he must delight in virtue, And that which he delights in must be happy.
Página 208 - ... taste what I eat or what I drink ? can I hear any more the voice of singing men and singing women ? wherefore then should thy servant be yet a burden unto my lord the king...
Página 79 - Eternity! thou pleasing, dreadful thought! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes and changes must we pass ? The wide, the unbounded prospect, lies before me; But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it.
Página 199 - I ran it through, even from my boyish days To the very moment that he bade me tell it; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i...
Página 231 - And thou shalt be brought down, and shalt speak out of the ground, and thy speech shall be low out of the dust, and thy voice shall be, as of one that hath a familiar spirit, out of the ground, and thy speech shall whisper out of the dust.