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... blood of the sleeper , turning his sleep into death . -ULLOA Note 40 , page 31 , col . 1 . ' Twas Merion's self , covering with dreadful shade . Now one , Now other , as their shape served best his end . Note 44 , page 31 , col . 2 ...
... blood of the sleeper , turning his sleep into death . -ULLOA Note 40 , page 31 , col . 1 . ' Twas Merion's self , covering with dreadful shade . Now one , Now other , as their shape served best his end . Note 44 , page 31 , col . 2 ...
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... blood , which they had shed , cried aloud for vengeance ; the sighs , the tears of so many victims went up before God . " Note 88 , page 34 , col . 1 . ' Mid gems and gold , unenvied and unblest . L'Espagne a fait comme ce roi insensé ...
... blood , which they had shed , cried aloud for vengeance ; the sighs , the tears of so many victims went up before God . " Note 88 , page 34 , col . 1 . ' Mid gems and gold , unenvied and unblest . L'Espagne a fait comme ce roi insensé ...
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... blood to gall . That very night The deed was done . That night , ere yet the Moon Was up on Monte Calvo , and the wolf Baying as still he does ( oft do I hear 54 46 ROGERS'S POETICAL WORKS . Italy To an Old 93 Coll' alto To Two Sisters.
... blood to gall . That very night The deed was done . That night , ere yet the Moon Was up on Monte Calvo , and the wolf Baying as still he does ( oft do I hear 54 46 ROGERS'S POETICAL WORKS . Italy To an Old 93 Coll' alto To Two Sisters.
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... blood was spilt ; no instrument of death Lurk'd - or stood forth , declaring its bad purpose ; Nor was a hair of her unblemish'd head Hurt in that hour . Fresh as a flower ungather'd , And warm with life , her youthful pulses playing ...
... blood was spilt ; no instrument of death Lurk'd - or stood forth , declaring its bad purpose ; Nor was a hair of her unblemish'd head Hurt in that hour . Fresh as a flower ungather'd , And warm with life , her youthful pulses playing ...
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... blood . Too well , alas ! The trembling Cosmo guess'd the deed , the doer ; And having caused the body to be borne In secret to that chamber - at an hour The bloody sheet . cried , " Blood calls for blood - and from a father's hand ...
... blood . Too well , alas ! The trembling Cosmo guess'd the deed , the doer ; And having caused the body to be borne In secret to that chamber - at an hour The bloody sheet . cried , " Blood calls for blood - and from a father's hand ...
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Page 150 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulph'rous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry ! Few, few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding-sheet, And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Page 149 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
Page 485 - Deep horror then my vitals froze, death-struck, -I ceased the tide to stem; when suddenly a star arose — it was the Star of Bethlehem.
Page 485 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That had'st thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Page 351 - FRIEND after friend departs ; Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying none were blest.
Page 149 - Again! again! again! And the havoc did not slack, Till a feeble cheer the Dane To our cheering sent us back;— Their shots along the deep slowly boom:— Then ceased— and all is wail, As they strike the shatter'd sail; Or in conflagration pale, Light the gloom.
Page 116 - Oh ! bloodiest picture in the book of time, Sarmatia fell — unwept— without a crime ! Found not a generous friend — a pitying foe — Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe ! Dropped from her nerveless grasp the shattered spear— Closed her bright eye, and curbed her high career ! — Hope, for a season, bade the world farewell, And Freedom shrieked — as KOSCIUSKO fell!
Page 351 - Thus star by star declines, Till all are passed away, As morning high and higher shines, To pure and perfect day ; Nor sink those stars in empty night ; They hide themselves in heaven's own light.
Page 26 - ... an inward prompting, which now grew daily upon me, that by labour and intent study, (which I take to be my portion in this life,) joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written, to after-times, as they should not willingly let it die.
Page 63 - When on an idle day, a day of search 'Mid the old lumber in the gallery, That mouldering chest was noticed ; and 'twas said By one as young, as thoughtless as GINEVRA, " Why not remove it from its lurking-place...