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... night , either in composing music , or in writing a romance or some other light production . Having no established name in the arts or in literature , her labours were rejected by the music sellers and booksellers . How often , in the ...
... night , either in composing music , or in writing a romance or some other light production . Having no established name in the arts or in literature , her labours were rejected by the music sellers and booksellers . How often , in the ...
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... night , but in larger quanities at the full and change of the moon ; the birds then pierce them with their bills , for the moisture which they retain , and which , I believe , they also procure from the various plants and evergreens ...
... night , but in larger quanities at the full and change of the moon ; the birds then pierce them with their bills , for the moisture which they retain , and which , I believe , they also procure from the various plants and evergreens ...
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... and I must go . Marie . Let me implore My Louise to be wary . Much I fear , Something informs my heart , I augur ill Of this night's trysting . Manuel is near ! Louise . ' Tis Destiny impels me on . Though 22 THE POCKET MAGAZINE .
... and I must go . Marie . Let me implore My Louise to be wary . Much I fear , Something informs my heart , I augur ill Of this night's trysting . Manuel is near ! Louise . ' Tis Destiny impels me on . Though 22 THE POCKET MAGAZINE .
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... nights ago , At this same hour , she leant upon my arm With well - feigned fondness , and I gazed on her With all a lover's rapture , marking long How beautiful she looked in the moon - light ! Let me not gaze upon the thousand things ...
... nights ago , At this same hour , she leant upon my arm With well - feigned fondness , and I gazed on her With all a lover's rapture , marking long How beautiful she looked in the moon - light ! Let me not gaze upon the thousand things ...
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... night : she alone was on the watch , till , at last , worn out with fatigue , she threw herself on the couch , and , giving vent to her feelings by a flood of tears , sweetly sunk into the arms of sleep . That peaceful serenity which ...
... night : she alone was on the watch , till , at last , worn out with fatigue , she threw herself on the couch , and , giving vent to her feelings by a flood of tears , sweetly sunk into the arms of sleep . That peaceful serenity which ...
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Página 174 - He is made one with Nature. There is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder to the song of night's sweet bird. He is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone ; Spreading itself where'er that Power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own, Which wields the world with never-wearied love, Sustains it from beneath, and kindles it above.
Página 223 - And this is in the night: — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee!
Página 174 - His part, while the one Spirit's plastic stress Sweeps through the dull dense world, compelling there, All new successions to the forms they wear; Torturing th' unwilling dross that checks its flight To its own likeness, as each mass may bear; And bursting in its beauty and its might From trees and beasts and men into the Heaven's light.
Página 350 - Are Erin's sons so good or so cold, As not to be tempted by woman or gold ? " " Sir Knight ! I feel not the least alarm, No son of Erin will offer me harm : — For though they love woman and golden store, Sir Knight ! they love honor and virtue more...
Página 50 - Oh the Shamrock, the green, immortal Shamrock ! Chosen leaf Of Bard and Chief, Old Erin's native Shamrock...
Página 170 - Oh ! still remember me. Then, should music, stealing All the soul of feeling, To thy heart appealing, Draw one tear from thee ; Then let...
Página 24 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Página 165 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east: Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops: I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Página 390 - Tis sweet to hear At midnight on the blue and moonlit deep The song and oar of Adria's gondolier, By distance mellow'd, o'er the waters sweep ; Tis sweet to see the evening star appear ; 'Tis sweet to listen as the night-winds creep From leaf to leaf; 'tis sweet to view on high The rainbow, based on ocean, span the sky.
Página 91 - Yet faded from him; Sidney, as he fought And as he fell and as he lived and loved Sublimely mild, a Spirit without spot, Arose; and Lucan, by his death approved: Oblivion as they rose shrank like a thing reproved.