Belle Assemblée: Or, Court and Fashionable Magazine; Containing Interesting and Original Literature, and Records of the Beau-mondeJ. Bell, 1826 |
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... thee bereft Of that high hope , to misery what were left ? But for the vision of the days to be , But for the Comforter , despis'd by thee , Should we not wither at the Chastener's look , Should we not sink beneath our God's rebuke ...
... thee bereft Of that high hope , to misery what were left ? But for the vision of the days to be , But for the Comforter , despis'd by thee , Should we not wither at the Chastener's look , Should we not sink beneath our God's rebuke ...
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... thee He died ! " Mrs. Hemans's next succeeding volume embraced her poem entitled The Last Constantine , The Siege of Valencia , and several pieces , comparatively short , but of a degree of excellence equal to any that she has written ...
... thee He died ! " Mrs. Hemans's next succeeding volume embraced her poem entitled The Last Constantine , The Siege of Valencia , and several pieces , comparatively short , but of a degree of excellence equal to any that she has written ...
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... thee ! -All is sunshine - is not this A smiling world ? Raimond . Aye , gentlest love , a world Of joyous beauty and magnificence , Almost too fair to leave ! - I shall be soon That viewless thing which , with its mortal weeds Casting ...
... thee ! -All is sunshine - is not this A smiling world ? Raimond . Aye , gentlest love , a world Of joyous beauty and magnificence , Almost too fair to leave ! - I shall be soon That viewless thing which , with its mortal weeds Casting ...
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... thee ! " " beauties ! In drawing near , indeed , the spell is in part dissolved ; for time and neglect have been at work . We find gay pavilions , it is true ; but like waning beauties , fading to decay . Yet there still remains the ...
... thee ! " " beauties ! In drawing near , indeed , the spell is in part dissolved ; for time and neglect have been at work . We find gay pavilions , it is true ; but like waning beauties , fading to decay . Yet there still remains the ...
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... thee ; I would not dare to meet the rays Of thy sweet glance , but that I see Such gentleness in every beam , And ... thee - I gaze on thee , And strive to read my destiny : It lives recorded on thy brow- A misty veil hangs o'er it now ...
... thee ; I would not dare to meet the rays Of thy sweet glance , but that I see Such gentleness in every beam , And ... thee - I gaze on thee , And strive to read my destiny : It lives recorded on thy brow- A misty veil hangs o'er it now ...
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Sida 159 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Sida 85 - The Spanish fleet thou canst not see — because — It is not yet in sight !
Sida 255 - And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep ; A shade that follows wealth or fame, And leaves the wretch to weep...
Sida 117 - Who hath sent out the wild ass free? or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass? Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings. He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the driver. The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.
Sida 173 - He was the finest mule we had, and, on that account, had twice as much to carry as any of the others. With his nose to the ground, literally smelling his way, he walked gently on, often changing the position of his feet, if he found the ground would not bear, until he came to the bad part of the Pass, when he stopped ; but the peons threw stones at him, and he continued his path in safety, and several others followed.
Sida 266 - Not there, not there, my child!" " Is it far away, in some region old, Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold ? — Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand ? — Is it there, sweet mother! that better land?" — " Not there, not there, my child ! " Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy!
Sida 302 - Its weleome music shed, And find within his lonely halls The silence of the dead ; To look, unconsciously, for her, The chosen and the chief Of earthly joys — and look in vain — THIS is a Father's grief. To stand beside the sufferer's couch, While life is ebbing fast ; To mark that once...
Sida 173 - At last a young mule, carrying a portmanteau, with two large sacks of provisions, and many other things, in passing the bad point, struck his load against the rock, which knocked his two...
Sida 266 - Mother, oh ! where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it, and weep no more ? Is it where the flower of the orange blows, And the fire-flies dance through the myrtle boughs? Not there, not there, my child.
Sida 173 - The drove of mules now came in sight, one following another: a few were carrying no burdens, but the rest were either mounted or heavily laden. As soon as the leading mule came to the commencement of the Pass, he stopped, evidently unwilling to proceed, and of course all the rest stopped also. " He was the finest mule we had, and, on that account, had twice as much to carry as any of the others. With his nose to the ground, literally smelling his way, he walked gently on, often changing the position...