Poems ... Reprinted from the American Octavo Edition, Volym 1Hilliard, Gray, Little, and Wilkins., 1827 |
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... fearful price is set , But to be paid by treason ! -Is ' t enough ? Or must I yet seek words ? Thou canst not mean- ELMINA . That look saith more ! GONZALEZ . I do ! why dwells there not Power in a glance to speak it ? They must die ...
... fearful price is set , But to be paid by treason ! -Is ' t enough ? Or must I yet seek words ? Thou canst not mean- ELMINA . That look saith more ! GONZALEZ . I do ! why dwells there not Power in a glance to speak it ? They must die ...
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... fearful strength ? —I must be heard ! Give me my sons ! GONZALEZ . That they may live to hide With covering hands th ' indignant flush of shame On their young brows , when men shall speak of him They call'd their father ! -Was the oath ...
... fearful strength ? —I must be heard ! Give me my sons ! GONZALEZ . That they may live to hide With covering hands th ' indignant flush of shame On their young brows , when men shall speak of him They call'd their father ! -Was the oath ...
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... fearful inspiration ? —They have cause To tremble , who behold th ' unearthly light Of high , and , it may be , prophetic thought , Investing youth with grandeur ! —From the grave It rises , on whose shadowy brink thy child Waits but a ...
... fearful inspiration ? —They have cause To tremble , who behold th ' unearthly light Of high , and , it may be , prophetic thought , Investing youth with grandeur ! —From the grave It rises , on whose shadowy brink thy child Waits but a ...
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... Fearful things Are gathering round us . Death upon the earth , Omens in Heaven ! -The summer - skies put forth No clear bright stars above us , but at times , Catching some comet's fiery hue of wrath , Marshall their clouds to armies ...
... Fearful things Are gathering round us . Death upon the earth , Omens in Heaven ! -The summer - skies put forth No clear bright stars above us , but at times , Catching some comet's fiery hue of wrath , Marshall their clouds to armies ...
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... fearful times , Therefore be firm , be patient ! -There is strength , And a fierce instinct , e'en in common souls , To bear up manhood with a stormy joy , When red swords meet in lightning ! —but our task Is more , and nobler ! -We ...
... fearful times , Therefore be firm , be patient ! -There is strength , And a fierce instinct , e'en in common souls , To bear up manhood with a stormy joy , When red swords meet in lightning ! —but our task Is more , and nobler ! -We ...
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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...