Records of the HeartD. Appleton and Company, 1844 - 255 sidor |
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... silent reign begun ; The Moon is in her summer glow , And meekly smiles on all below , The stars are burning in the sky Like Angels ' censers lit on high ; While weeping lovers lift their eyes Up to those calm cerulean skies , Feeling ...
... silent reign begun ; The Moon is in her summer glow , And meekly smiles on all below , The stars are burning in the sky Like Angels ' censers lit on high ; While weeping lovers lift their eyes Up to those calm cerulean skies , Feeling ...
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... their tiny bells , As round their feet the billow swells . II . AND , there beneath a cypress tree , The beautiful young FLORENCE stands , In silence watching wistfully The waves that wash the sparkling 20 Ꮋ Ꭼ Ꭺ Ꭱ Ꭲ . RECORDS OF THE.
... their tiny bells , As round their feet the billow swells . II . AND , there beneath a cypress tree , The beautiful young FLORENCE stands , In silence watching wistfully The waves that wash the sparkling 20 Ꮋ Ꭼ Ꭺ Ꭱ Ꭲ . RECORDS OF THE.
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Estelle Anna Robinson Lewis. In silence watching wistfully The waves that wash the sparkling sands : Her velvet robe , deep wrought with gold , Falling in ... silent as the grave , Nor boat , nor oar disturbs the wave , To FLORENCE . 176 21.
Estelle Anna Robinson Lewis. In silence watching wistfully The waves that wash the sparkling sands : Her velvet robe , deep wrought with gold , Falling in ... silent as the grave , Nor boat , nor oar disturbs the wave , To FLORENCE . 176 21.
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... silence deep , With none her secret wo to weep , Or lend her kindly sympathy , - The sick heart's only remedy ; For tears , alas ! too fair - divine- Sits now the lonely Florentine ; Her head reclining on her hand , Before her placed an ...
... silence deep , With none her secret wo to weep , Or lend her kindly sympathy , - The sick heart's only remedy ; For tears , alas ! too fair - divine- Sits now the lonely Florentine ; Her head reclining on her hand , Before her placed an ...
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... silent hour of even , By menial hands they were conveyed Slowly along the myrtle shade To an unconsecrated grave ; Their constant dirge the moaning wave . XXI . AND there they sleep ! how calm their rest ! The long unbroken dream of ...
... silent hour of even , By menial hands they were conveyed Slowly along the myrtle shade To an unconsecrated grave ; Their constant dirge the moaning wave . XXI . AND there they sleep ! how calm their rest ! The long unbroken dream of ...
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Records of the Heart: And Other Poems Estelle Anna Robinson Lewis Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1857 |
Records of the Heart: And Other Poems Estelle Anna Robinson Lewis Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1857 |
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Æneid AIZEN arms beaming beauty beneath bids birds blithesome bloom bosom bower brave breast breath bright brow castanet castle cheek cheer CICERO clasped cold Collatia dark death deep despair doth dreams dwell earth eyes fair faithful band fate fear feel fierce flowers flung gaze genius gleaming gloom grave grief groves Gubbio gush hallowed hand hath hear heart heaven History of Italy hostile water hour IANTHUS Ilioneus immortal land Latinus Latium Laurentum life's light linger lofty lonely Lord LEON Love's lute lyre maiden midst mountain mournful myrtle ne'er neath night NOTE o'er pale pangs pensive PLINY's villa repose rock rose ruin Sappho Saracens Sect SELEN shore shriek shrine Sicily sigh Simoïs sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spot Stanza star stream sweet tears tell Terracina thee thine thou art thought Tiber tomb trochee unto Volscian wave weep wild winding vales young youthful
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Sida 85 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again.
Sida 51 - For time at last sets all things even — And if we do but watch the hour, There never yet was human power Which could evade, if unforgiven, The patient search and vigil long Of him who treasures up a wrong.
Sida 46 - Tres Notus abreptas in saxa latentia torquet — Saxa vocant Itali mediis quae in fluctibus Aras — Dorsum immane mari summo ; tres Eurus ab alto In brevia et Syrtes urguet — miserabile visu — Illiditque vadis atque aggere cingit arenae.
Sida 46 - Unam, quae Lycios fidumque vehebat Oronten, Ipsius ante oculos ingens a vertice pontus In puppim ferit : excutitur pronusque magister Volvitur in caput ; ast illam ter fluctus ibidem Torquet agens circum, et rapidus vorat aequore vertex.
Sida 81 - Sometimes I would hear the faint sounds of castanets from some party of dancers lingering in the Alameda ; at other times I have heard the dubious tones of a guitar, and the notes of a single voice rising from some solitary street, and have pictured to myself some youthful cavalier serenading his lady's window ; a gallant custom of former days, but now sadly on the decline except in the remote towns and villages of Spain.
Sida 45 - Jovemque concilias, tu das epulis accumbere divom, nimborumque facis tempestatumque potentem.' 80 Haec ubi dicta, cavum conversa cuspide montem impulit in latus : ac venti, velut agmine facto, qua data porta, ruunt et terras turbine perflant incubuere mari, totumque a sedibus imis Una Eurusque Notusque ruunt creberque procellis 85 Africus, et vastos volvunt ad litora fluctus.
Sida 197 - We could not but regard it as a holy place, dedicated to the gods, and consecrated by the religious observances of a lost and unknown people. Comparatively, the hand of ruin has spared it, and the great tablet, surviving the wreck of elements, stands perfect and entire. Lonely, deserted, and without any worshippers at its shrine, the figures and characters are distinct as when the people who reared it went up to pay their adorations before it. To us it was all a mystery ; silent, defying the most...
Sida 198 - Valley" of Rasselas. In the romance of the world's history nothing ever impressed me more forcibly than the spectacíe of this once great and lovely city, overturned, desolate, and lost ; discovered by accident, overgrown with trees for miles around, and without even a name to distinguish it.
Sida 102 - Place yourself in my situation. Could you have hunted London for a publisher, endured all the alternate hot and cold water thrown on all your exertions; bargained for what sum they might be pleased to give; and, after all, canvassed, examined, nay quarrelled over accounts the most intricate in the world?
Sida 46 - Talia iactanti stridens Aquilone procella velum adversa ferit, fluctusque ad sidera tollit. Franguntur remi, turn prora avertit et undis dat latus, insequitur cumulo praeruptus aquae mons.