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... brave and long - descended ! " ( 3. ) " You common cry of curs - I banish you ! " HUMILITY keeps attitude confined and subdued , and avoids movement , or change of posture ; the head sinking ; the body bent ; the arm and hand waving ...
... brave and long - descended ! " ( 3. ) " You common cry of curs - I banish you ! " HUMILITY keeps attitude confined and subdued , and avoids movement , or change of posture ; the head sinking ; the body bent ; the arm and hand waving ...
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... brave ! The brave that are no more , — All sunk beneath the wave , Fast by their native shore ! Eight hundred of the brave , Whose courage well was tried , Had made the vessel heel , And laid her on her side . A land breeze shook the ...
... brave ! The brave that are no more , — All sunk beneath the wave , Fast by their native shore ! Eight hundred of the brave , Whose courage well was tried , Had made the vessel heel , And laid her on her side . A land breeze shook the ...
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... brave Luce ( let his name be ever spoken with admiration and respect , ) ordered away his boat with the first officer to inquire if the stranger had suffered harm . As Gourley went over the ship's side , Oh , that some good angel had ...
... brave Luce ( let his name be ever spoken with admiration and respect , ) ordered away his boat with the first officer to inquire if the stranger had suffered harm . As Gourley went over the ship's side , Oh , that some good angel had ...
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... brave man's hold : ' Tis a base weapon , vainly drawn ; — Briton ! put up thy gold . Nor hope thou thus , by prayer or threat , To go hence , free and proud : How faintly falls the speech of man , When God's deep voice is loud ! " God ...
... brave man's hold : ' Tis a base weapon , vainly drawn ; — Briton ! put up thy gold . Nor hope thou thus , by prayer or threat , To go hence , free and proud : How faintly falls the speech of man , When God's deep voice is loud ! " God ...
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... brave despair . And shouted but once more aloud , " My father ! must I stay ? " While o'er him fast , through sail and shroud , The wreathing fires made way . They wrapped the ship in splendor wild ; They caught the flag on high , And ...
... brave despair . And shouted but once more aloud , " My father ! must I stay ? " While o'er him fast , through sail and shroud , The wreathing fires made way . They wrapped the ship in splendor wild ; They caught the flag on high , And ...
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Página 264 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Página 384 - What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? — They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground, — The soil where first they trod! They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God ! Felicia Hemans.
Página 265 - Yet not to thine eternal resting-place Shalt thou retire alone, nor couldst thou wish Couch more magnificent. Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world - with kings, The powerful of the earth - the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
Página 244 - In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire, Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor Now — now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon.
Página 284 - Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet we know not we are listening to it, Thou the meanwhile wast blending with my thought, Yea, with my life, and life's own secret joy ; Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven.
Página 95 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace: While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bridemaidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Página 269 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my...
Página 94 - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broad-sword he weapon had none, He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Página 215 - THE isles of Greece! the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
Página 269 - Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted — On this home by Horror haunted — tell me truly, I implore: Is there — is there balm in Gilead? — tell me — tell me, I implore!