The works of mrs Hemans; with a memoir of her life, by her sister [H.M. Owen]. |
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... rest . " * But it is now too late to deprecate or to deplore . A part of Mrs Hemans's correspondence has already been laid before the public ; and the result has been one which was , doubtless , little contemplated by the kindly ...
... rest . " * But it is now too late to deprecate or to deplore . A part of Mrs Hemans's correspondence has already been laid before the public ; and the result has been one which was , doubtless , little contemplated by the kindly ...
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... rest she had excited in a party who happened to be visiting the Marquess of Stafford's collection at the same time , by her unsophisticated expressions of de- light , and her familiarity with the mythological and classical subjects of ...
... rest she had excited in a party who happened to be visiting the Marquess of Stafford's collection at the same time , by her unsophisticated expressions of de- light , and her familiarity with the mythological and classical subjects of ...
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... rest without them , So , to secure soft slumber to his bones , We paved his grave with all his favourite stones . His much - loved hammer's resting by his side ; Each hand contains a shell - fish petrified : His mouth a piece of pudding ...
... rest without them , So , to secure soft slumber to his bones , We paved his grave with all his favourite stones . His much - loved hammer's resting by his side ; Each hand contains a shell - fish petrified : His mouth a piece of pudding ...
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... rest : Weep not for him ! but envied be his doom , Whose tomb , though small , for all he loved had room : And , O ye rocks ! -schist , gneiss , whate'er ye be , Ye varied strata ! -names too hard for me-- Sing , " Oh , be joyful ...
... rest : Weep not for him ! but envied be his doom , Whose tomb , though small , for all he loved had room : And , O ye rocks ! -schist , gneiss , whate'er ye be , Ye varied strata ! -names too hard for me-- Sing , " Oh , be joyful ...
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... rest . PERCY'S Reliques . Eftsoons the wight , withouten more delay , Spurr'd his brown barb and rode full swiftly on his way . SPENSER . Hark ! was it not the trumpet's voice I heard ? The soul of battle is awake within me ! The fate ...
... rest . PERCY'S Reliques . Eftsoons the wight , withouten more delay , Spurr'd his brown barb and rode full swiftly on his way . SPENSER . Hark ! was it not the trumpet's voice I heard ? The soul of battle is awake within me ! The fate ...
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Página 185 - Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To Be, contents his natural desire, He asks no Angel's wing, no Seraph's fire; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Página 307 - Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe, and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Página 12 - SHE was a phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn: A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Página 86 - His steps are not upon thy paths— thy fields Are not a spoil for him— thou dost arise And shake him from thee ; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth — there let him lay.
Página 300 - Scarce seen, but with fresh bitterness imbued And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music — summer's eve — or spring — A flower — the wind — the ocean — which shall . wound, [bound ; | Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly XXI.
Página 84 - The earth is every day overspread with the veil of night for the same reason as the cages of birds are darkened — viz. that we may the more readily apprehend the higher harmonies of thought in the hush and quiet of darkness. Thoughts which day turns into smoke and mist stand about us in the night as lights and flames : even as the column which fluctuates above the crater of Vesuvius in the daytime appears a pillar of cloud but by night a pillar of fire.
Página 311 - midst shadowy elms ascending, Whence the sweet chimes proclaim the hallow'd day ! The halls from old heroic ages grey Pour their fair children forth ; and hamlets low, With whose thick orchard-blooms the soft winds play, Send out their inmates in a happy flow, Like a freed vernal stream.
Página 15 - ... the earth. The immortal old man had five great wounds in his happiness — five worms that gnawed for ever at his heart : he was unhappy in spring-time, because that is a season of hope, and rich with phantoms of far happier days than any which this aceldama of earth can realize. He was unhappy at the sound of music, which dilates the heart of man into its whole capacity for the infinite, and he cried aloud — "Away, away ! Thou speakest of things which throughout my endless life I have found...
Página 314 - Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit! rest thee now! E'en while with ours thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. Dust, to its narrow house beneath! Soul, to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die.
Página 285 - ... industry, a great blessing ; and a great blessing it is to have kind, faithful, and loving friends and relatives ; but that the greatest of all blessings, as it is the most ennobling of all privileges, is to be indeed a Christian...