The Lady of La GarayeMacmillan and Company, 1863 - 153 páginas |
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... golden locks or raven tresses , And pearl embroidered silks and stuffs , And quaintly quilted sleeves and ruffs , Looked forth to see retainers go , Or trembled at the assaulting foe . This was the Dungeon ; deep and dark ! Where the ...
... golden locks or raven tresses , And pearl embroidered silks and stuffs , And quaintly quilted sleeves and ruffs , Looked forth to see retainers go , Or trembled at the assaulting foe . This was the Dungeon ; deep and dark ! Where the ...
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Caroline Sheridan Norton. Wearing youth's most glorious crown , One rich braid of golden hair : Or two hearts that wildly beat , And two pair of eager feet , Linger in the turret's bend As they side by side ascend , For the momentary ...
Caroline Sheridan Norton. Wearing youth's most glorious crown , One rich braid of golden hair : Or two hearts that wildly beat , And two pair of eager feet , Linger in the turret's bend As they side by side ascend , For the momentary ...
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... golden thread , And golden bands upon his noble head . White is the little hand whose taper fingers Smooth his fine coat , -and still the lady lingers , Leaning against his side ; nor lifts her head , But gently turns as gathering ...
... golden thread , And golden bands upon his noble head . White is the little hand whose taper fingers Smooth his fine coat , -and still the lady lingers , Leaning against his side ; nor lifts her head , But gently turns as gathering ...
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... golden hair ; The agile beauty of each movement made , - The loving softness of her eyes ' sweet shade , The bloom and pliant grace of youthful days , The gladness and the glory of her gaze . If we knew when the last time was the last ...
... golden hair ; The agile beauty of each movement made , - The loving softness of her eyes ' sweet shade , The bloom and pliant grace of youthful days , The gladness and the glory of her gaze . If we knew when the last time was the last ...
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... golden hair , He lifts her , helpless , with a shuddering care , He looks into her face with awe - struck eyes ; — She dies - the darling of his soul - she dies ! You might have heard , through that thought's fearful shock , The beating ...
... golden hair , He lifts her , helpless , with a shuddering care , He looks into her face with awe - struck eyes ; — She dies - the darling of his soul - she dies ! You might have heard , through that thought's fearful shock , The beating ...
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beauty bitter bless bloom breast breath Bretagne Breton bright Brittany CHARLES KINGSLEY cheek cheer Claud cloth cold Crown 8vo dear death delight Dinan doom dream duc d'Orléans earth echo ENGLISH LANGUAGE evermore eyes fading faint Fcap feet flowers footsteps fresh Garaye Garaye's gaze Gertrude glad glimmering gloom God's golden gone grief gushing hand happy hath heart Heaven helpless HENRY KINGSLEY hope human La Garaye la Motte-Piquet Lady Lady of La leaps leaves Life's lifts light lingering lips lonely look Love's man's moan morning Morocco mournful neath never night noble o'er pain pale pity pleasant POEMS prison RAVENSHOE restless round Ruins SECOND EDITION seems shade shadow shining sigh sink smile song sorrow soul sound spirit stir suffering sunbeam sweet tears tender thee things thou thought thrill trembling Vignette voice walls weary weep WESTWARD HO wild words yearning young youth
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Página 150 - Honour to those whose words or deeds Thus help us in our daily needs, And by their overflow Raise us from what is low ! Thus thought I, as by night I read Of the great army of the dead, The trenches cold and damp, The starved and frozen camp, — The wounded from the battle-plain, In dreary hospitals of pain, The cheerless corridors, The cold and stony floors. Lo ! in that house of misery...
Página 150 - Thus thought I, as by night I read Of the great army of the dead, The trenches cold and damp, The starved and frozen camp, — The wounded from the battle-plain, In dreary hospitals of pain, The cheerless corridors, The cold and stony floors.
Página 151 - Lo ! in that house of misery A lady with a lamp I see Pass through the glimmering gloom, And flit from room to room. And slow, as in a dream of bliss, The speechless sufferer turns to kiss Her shadow, as it falls Upon the darkening walls. As if a door in heaven should be Opened and then closed suddenly, The vision came and went, The light shone and was spent. On England's annals, through the long Hereafter of her speech and song, That light its rays shall cast From portals of the past. A Lady with...
Página 144 - Servant of God, well done ! They serve God well, Who serve his creatures : when the funeral bell Tolls for the dead, there's nothing left of all That decks the scutcheon and the velvet pall Save this. The coronet is empty show : The strength and loveliness are hid below : The shifting wealth to others hath accrued...