The jewel, sacred, domestic, narrative and lyrical poems selected from eminent authors by T. Sloper1839 |
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... twas the Spirit of Death had past , That the brightness they saw his cold glance had cast On Egypt's land that night : That his fearful eye had unwarn'd struck down , In the darkness of the grave , The hope of that empire , the pride of ...
... twas the Spirit of Death had past , That the brightness they saw his cold glance had cast On Egypt's land that night : That his fearful eye had unwarn'd struck down , In the darkness of the grave , The hope of that empire , the pride of ...
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... Twas hard to lay him there , When spring was putting forth its flowers , And every thing was fair . She had lost many children - now The last of them was gone ; And day and night she sat and wept Beside the funeral stone . Thou canst ...
... Twas hard to lay him there , When spring was putting forth its flowers , And every thing was fair . She had lost many children - now The last of them was gone ; And day and night she sat and wept Beside the funeral stone . Thou canst ...
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... Twas in the moment when my verse imprest Some anxious feelings on a mother's breast . O thou fond spirit , who with pride hast smiled , And frown'd with fear on thy poetic child , Pleased , yet alarmed , when in his boyish time , He ...
... Twas in the moment when my verse imprest Some anxious feelings on a mother's breast . O thou fond spirit , who with pride hast smiled , And frown'd with fear on thy poetic child , Pleased , yet alarmed , when in his boyish time , He ...
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... Twas thine with constant love , thro ' lingering years , To bathe thy idiot orphan in thy tears , Day after day , and night succeeding night , To turn incessant to the hideous sight , And frequent watch , if haply at thy view , Departed ...
... Twas thine with constant love , thro ' lingering years , To bathe thy idiot orphan in thy tears , Day after day , and night succeeding night , To turn incessant to the hideous sight , And frequent watch , if haply at thy view , Departed ...
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... Twas all he gave , - ' twas all he had to give . A MOTHER'S LOVE . A MOTHER'S love - how sweet the name ! What is a mother's love ? -A noble , pure , and tender flame , Enkindled from above , To bless a heart of earthly mould ; The ...
... Twas all he gave , - ' twas all he had to give . A MOTHER'S LOVE . A MOTHER'S love - how sweet the name ! What is a mother's love ? -A noble , pure , and tender flame , Enkindled from above , To bless a heart of earthly mould ; The ...
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Términos y frases comunes
æther amid beauty beneath bless blest blood bloom bonnie Dundee BOOK OF RUTH bosom bower breast breath bright brow Charfield cheek child Chippenham clouds cold courser dark dead dear death delightful bands dread dream earth Eugene Aram eyes faint fair father fear feel FLORENCE WILSON flowers gentle glow grave green grief hand happy hath hear heart heaven hope hour JOHN KEATS JOSIAH CONDER leaves light lonely look look'd Lord LORD BYRON maid morn mortal mother mother's love ne'er night o'er pale pass'd peace praise prayer pride rose round SEASON of mists seem'd Sensitive Plant shade shone sigh silent sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars storm sweet tears thee thine thou art thought tomb trees trembling turn'd Twas vale voice wave weary weep wild Wildgrave Wilts wind wings young youth
Pasajes populares
Página 207 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Página 89 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth ; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny ; and youth is vain ; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Página 80 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Página 45 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Página 156 - OFT I had heard of Lucy Gray : And, when I crossed the wild, I chanced to see at break of day The solitary child. No mate, no comrade Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide moor — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door ! You yet may spy the fawn at play, The hare upon the green ; But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen. " To-night will be a stormy night — You to the town must go ; And take a lantern, child, to light Your mother through the snow.
Página 165 - But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest. Fleet foot on the correi, Sage counsel in cumber.
Página 230 - AT the close of the day, when the hamlet is still, And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove, When nought but the torrent is heard on the hill, And nought but the nightingale's song in the grove...
Página 232 - They sin who tell us Love can die, With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...
Página 98 - The Blackbird in the summer trees, The Lark upon the hill, Let loose their carols when they please, Are quiet when they will. " With Nature never do they wage A foolish strife; they see A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free...
Página 95 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days ; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies ; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.