PoemsEdward Moxon, 1842 - 304 pages |
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Page 77
... speaks , her voice is far , Far above singing ! -But soon nothing stirs To break the silence - Joy like his , like hers , Deals not in words ; and now the shadows close , Now in the glimmering , dying light she grows Less and less ...
... speaks , her voice is far , Far above singing ! -But soon nothing stirs To break the silence - Joy like his , like hers , Deals not in words ; and now the shadows close , Now in the glimmering , dying light she grows Less and less ...
Page 134
... speak of a little seat under Aristotle in the library of Atticus ! " Literis sustentor et recreor ; maloque in illa tua sedecula , quam habes sub imagine Aristotelis , sedere , quàm in istorum sella curuli ! " - Ep . ad Att . iv . 10 ...
... speak of a little seat under Aristotle in the library of Atticus ! " Literis sustentor et recreor ; maloque in illa tua sedecula , quam habes sub imagine Aristotelis , sedere , quàm in istorum sella curuli ! " - Ep . ad Att . iv . 10 ...
Page 155
... the while - an awful distance keeping ; Save D'Arcy , who nor speaks nor stirs ; And one , his little hand in hers , Who weeps to see his sister weeping . Then Jacqueline the silence broke . She clasped her father's 155.
... the while - an awful distance keeping ; Save D'Arcy , who nor speaks nor stirs ; And one , his little hand in hers , Who weeps to see his sister weeping . Then Jacqueline the silence broke . She clasped her father's 155.
Page 163
... speaks , the dream is o'er , The holy harpings charm no more . In vain she checks the God's controul ; His madding spirit fills her frame , And moulds the features of her soul , Breathing a prophetic flame . The cavern frowns ; its ...
... speaks , the dream is o'er , The holy harpings charm no more . In vain she checks the God's controul ; His madding spirit fills her frame , And moulds the features of her soul , Breathing a prophetic flame . The cavern frowns ; its ...
Page 171
... speaks What most I wish - and fear to know . She starts , she trembles , and she weeps ! Her fair hands folded on her breast . --And now , how like a saint she sleeps ! A seraph in the realms of rest ! Sleep on secure ! Above controul ...
... speaks What most I wish - and fear to know . She starts , she trembles , and she weeps ! Her fair hands folded on her breast . --And now , how like a saint she sleeps ! A seraph in the realms of rest ! Sleep on secure ! Above controul ...
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age to age ancient bids bless blest breathe bright called calm CANTO charm child Cicero clouds Columbus controul Cortes courser dark delight desert shore dream Euripides father fear Finden fled flowers fond gaze glory glows grove hail hand hear heart Heaven Hence Herodotus Herrera Hist holy hope and fear hour human voice hung Icarius inspire light live look mighty Wind mind Muse night o'er once Pausanias Petrarch pleasure R.A. Goodall rapture resigned rise round sacred sail sate says scene secret seraph shade shed shine shore sigh silent sire sleep smile song soon sorrow soul spirit spring steals stood Stothard sung sweet swell tears thee thine thou thought thro trace trembling triumphs truth Turner Twas vale VESPASIAN VIRGIL's tomb virtue voice wake wandering wave weep whence wild wind wings young youth