Poems ... Reprinted from the American Octavo Edition, Volym 1Hilliard, Gray, Little, and Wilkins., 1827 |
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... death , " and by surround- ing her ideal dramatis personæ with recollections derived from the heroic legends of Spanish chivalry . She has , for this reason , employed the agency of imaginary characters , and fixed upon " Valencia del ...
... death , " and by surround- ing her ideal dramatis personæ with recollections derived from the heroic legends of Spanish chivalry . She has , for this reason , employed the agency of imaginary characters , and fixed upon " Valencia del ...
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... Death without dismay ? ELMINA . Woe ! woe ! that aught so gentle and so young Should thus be call'd to stand i ' the tempest's path , And bear the token and the hue of death On a bright soul so soon ! I had not shrunk From mine own lot ...
... Death without dismay ? ELMINA . Woe ! woe ! that aught so gentle and so young Should thus be call'd to stand i ' the tempest's path , And bear the token and the hue of death On a bright soul so soon ! I had not shrunk From mine own lot ...
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... Death , and minister'd to those O'er whom his shadow rested , till thine eye Hath changed its glancing sunbeam for a still , Deep , solemn radiance , and thy brow hath caught A wild and high expression , which at times Fades unto ...
... Death , and minister'd to those O'er whom his shadow rested , till thine eye Hath changed its glancing sunbeam for a still , Deep , solemn radiance , and thy brow hath caught A wild and high expression , which at times Fades unto ...
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... death , her warriors sink Beneath their ancient banners , ere the Moor Hath bent his bow against them ; for the shaft Of pestilence flies more swiftly to its mark , Than the arrow of the desert . Ev'n the skies SIEGE OF VALENCIA . 21.
... death , her warriors sink Beneath their ancient banners , ere the Moor Hath bent his bow against them ; for the shaft Of pestilence flies more swiftly to its mark , Than the arrow of the desert . Ev'n the skies SIEGE OF VALENCIA . 21.
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... death , Through high conviction that their suffering land , By the free blood of martyrdom alone , Shall call deliverance down . ELMINA . Oh ! I have stood Beside thee through the beating storms of life , With the true heart of ...
... death , Through high conviction that their suffering land , By the free blood of martyrdom alone , Shall call deliverance down . ELMINA . Oh ! I have stood Beside thee through the beating storms of life , With the true heart of ...
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Poems ... Reprinted from the American Octavo Edition, Volym 2 Mrs. Hemans Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1827 |
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ABDULLAH ALBERTI ALPHONSO ANSELMO arms art thou aught banner bear beneath blood brave breath bright brow burst canst Castile Cid's CITIZEN clouds Conradin CONSTANCE Couci dark dead death deep doth dreams E'en earth ELMINA ERIBERT Ev'n Exeunt Exit fair faith father fearful GARCIAS glorious glory GONZALEZ grief GUIDO guilt hast thou hath hear heard Heaven HERNANDEZ hope hour know'st land light live look look'd midst mighty heart MONTALBA Moorish ne'er night noble o'er pale pass'd peace PEASANT pour'd PROCIDA proud Provençal RAIMOND rest Roncesvalles SCENE scorn Seelisberg seem'd SICILIANS Sicily silent sleep smile sons soul sound Spain speak spirit storm strength strong sword tell thee thine eye things thou art thou hast thou shouldst thoughts thy heart Tizona Twas Twill unto Valencia VITTORIA voice warrior wild wilt wouldst thou XIMENA youth ΧΙΜΕΝΑ
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Sida 120 - 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.
Sida 26 - tis mockery all ! — A faithless mist, a desert-vapour, wearing The brightness of clear waters, thus to cheat The thirst that semblance kindled ! — -There is none, In all this cold and hollow world, no fount Of deep, strong, deathless love, save that within A mother's heart.
Sida 27 - Your breast the pillow of his infancy, While to the fulness of your heart's glad heavings His fair cheek rose and fell ; and his bright hair Waved softly to your breath ! — You ne'er kept watch Beside him, till the last pale star had set, And morn, all dazzling, as in triumph, broke On your dim weary eye ; not yours the face Which, early faded through 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...