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... Rose on her couch , and gazed her soul away . Her eyes had bless'd the beacon's glimmering height , That faintly tipt the feathery surge with light ; But now the morn with orient hues portray'd Each castled cliff , and brown monastic ...
... Rose on her couch , and gazed her soul away . Her eyes had bless'd the beacon's glimmering height , That faintly tipt the feathery surge with light ; But now the morn with orient hues portray'd Each castled cliff , and brown monastic ...
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... rose ( 27 ) And blew his shrill blast o'er perennial snows ; Ere the rapt youth , recoiling from the roar , Gazed on the tumbling tide of dread Lodoar ; And through the rifted cliffs , that scaled the sky , Derwent's clear mirror ( 28 ) ...
... rose ( 27 ) And blew his shrill blast o'er perennial snows ; Ere the rapt youth , recoiling from the roar , Gazed on the tumbling tide of dread Lodoar ; And through the rifted cliffs , that scaled the sky , Derwent's clear mirror ( 28 ) ...
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... rose . This bird is remarkable for his exultation during the spring . Note 28 , page 6 , col . 2 . Derwent's clear mirror . Keswick - Lake in Cumberland . Note 29 , page 7 , col . 2 . Down by St. Herbert's consecrated grove . A small ...
... rose . This bird is remarkable for his exultation during the spring . Note 28 , page 6 , col . 2 . Derwent's clear mirror . Keswick - Lake in Cumberland . Note 29 , page 7 , col . 2 . Down by St. Herbert's consecrated grove . A small ...
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... rose to go . She hung ; and was St. Pierre to blame , If . tears and smiles together came ? " Oh no - begone ! I'll hear no more . " But as he spoke , his voice relented . 66 That very look thy mother wore When she implored , and old Le ...
... rose to go . She hung ; and was St. Pierre to blame , If . tears and smiles together came ? " Oh no - begone ! I'll hear no more . " But as he spoke , his voice relented . 66 That very look thy mother wore When she implored , and old Le ...
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... rose ; the hero slept . Palos , thy port , with many a pang resign'd , Fill'd with its busy scenes his lonely mind ; The solemn march , the vows in concert given , ( 27 ) The bended knees and lifted hands to heaven , The incensed rites ...
... rose ; the hero slept . Palos , thy port , with many a pang resign'd , Fill'd with its busy scenes his lonely mind ; The solemn march , the vows in concert given , ( 27 ) The bended knees and lifted hands to heaven , The incensed rites ...
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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...