The Lady of La GarayeMacmillan and Company, 1863 - 153 páginas |
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... some spring bird Recalling other Springs gone by , And other wood - notes which we heard With some sweet face in some green lane , And never can so hear again ! Ruins ! They were not desolate To us , the. The Lady of La Garaye. ...
... some spring bird Recalling other Springs gone by , And other wood - notes which we heard With some sweet face in some green lane , And never can so hear again ! Ruins ! They were not desolate To us , the. The Lady of La Garaye. ...
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... is the Courtyard , -damp and drear ! The men - at - arms were mustered here ; Here would the fretted war - horse bound , Starting to hear the trumpet sound ; And Captains , then of warlike fame , Clanked and 18 THE LADY OF LA GARAYE .
... is the Courtyard , -damp and drear ! The men - at - arms were mustered here ; Here would the fretted war - horse bound , Starting to hear the trumpet sound ; And Captains , then of warlike fame , Clanked and 18 THE LADY OF LA GARAYE .
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... hear Beneath the shadow of each crumbling arch The music low and drear , The muffled music of thy onward march , Made up of piping winds and rustling leaves And plashing rain - drops falling from slant eaves , And all mysterious ...
... hear Beneath the shadow of each crumbling arch The music low and drear , The muffled music of thy onward march , Made up of piping winds and rustling leaves And plashing rain - drops falling from slant eaves , And all mysterious ...
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... hear her speak , and see her move , - And ask her if she suffers where she lies , — And kiss the lids down on her closing eyes , — And he will be content . He climbs and strives ; The strength is in his heart of twenty lives ; Across ...
... hear her speak , and see her move , - And ask her if she suffers where she lies , — And kiss the lids down on her closing eyes , — And he will be content . He climbs and strives ; The strength is in his heart of twenty lives ; Across ...
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... hears not ; heeds not ; -all is like a dream Except that lady lying by the stream ; Above all tumult of uproarious sound Comes the faint sigh that breathes along the ground , Where pale as death in her returning life Writhes the sweet ...
... hears not ; heeds not ; -all is like a dream Except that lady lying by the stream ; Above all tumult of uproarious sound Comes the faint sigh that breathes along the ground , Where pale as death in her returning life Writhes the sweet ...
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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...