The Lady of La GarayeMacmillan and Company, 1863 - 153 páginas |
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... thee I dedicate this record brief Of foreign scenes and deeds too little known ; This tale of noble souls who conquered grief By dint of tending sufferings not their own . Thou hast known all my life : its pleasant hours , ( How many of ...
... thee I dedicate this record brief Of foreign scenes and deeds too little known ; This tale of noble souls who conquered grief By dint of tending sufferings not their own . Thou hast known all my life : its pleasant hours , ( How many of ...
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... thee , in tones unaltered by my change ; Greeting my saddened glance , and faded cheek , With the same welcome that seemed sweet and strange In early days : when I , of gifts made proud , That could the notice of such men beguile ...
... thee , in tones unaltered by my change ; Greeting my saddened glance , and faded cheek , With the same welcome that seemed sweet and strange In early days : when I , of gifts made proud , That could the notice of such men beguile ...
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... thee , for the kindly years , The intangible gift of thought , whose silver thread Heaven keeps untarnished by our bitterest tears . So , in the brooding calm that follows woe , This tale of LA GARAYE I fain would tell , - As , when ...
... thee , for the kindly years , The intangible gift of thought , whose silver thread Heaven keeps untarnished by our bitterest tears . So , in the brooding calm that follows woe , This tale of LA GARAYE I fain would tell , - As , when ...
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... thee , good heart , towards thee their thoughts shall roam , Whose unforsaking faith time hath not riven ; And to their minds this just award shall come , ' Twas a TRUE friend to whom such thanks were given ! 7 INTRODUCTION . Ir is ...
... thee , good heart , towards thee their thoughts shall roam , Whose unforsaking faith time hath not riven ; And to their minds this just award shall come , ' Twas a TRUE friend to whom such thanks were given ! 7 INTRODUCTION . Ir is ...
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... thee , As the dead fruit falls blighted from the tree ; For thee , not vanished loveliness , -I weep ; My beauty was a spell , thy love to keep ; For I have heard and read how men forsake When time and tears that gift of beauty take ...
... thee , As the dead fruit falls blighted from the tree ; For thee , not vanished loveliness , -I weep ; My beauty was a spell , thy love to keep ; For I have heard and read how men forsake When time and tears that gift of beauty take ...
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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...