Songs of the Affections: With Other PoemsW. Blackwood, 1830 - 259 páginas |
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... dells , In noontide - hours or golden summer - eves , My thoughts have burst forth as a gale that swells Into a rushing blast , and from the leaves Shakes out response ; -O thou rich world unseen ! A SPIRIT'S RETURN . 5.
... dells , In noontide - hours or golden summer - eves , My thoughts have burst forth as a gale that swells Into a rushing blast , and from the leaves Shakes out response ; -O thou rich world unseen ! A SPIRIT'S RETURN . 5.
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... hour , We have but glimpses of the o'ermastering power Within us laid ! -then doth the spirit - flame With sword - like lightning rend its mortal frame ; The wings of that which pants to follow fast Shake their clay - bars , as with a ...
... hour , We have but glimpses of the o'ermastering power Within us laid ! -then doth the spirit - flame With sword - like lightning rend its mortal frame ; The wings of that which pants to follow fast Shake their clay - bars , as with a ...
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... hour , Stood motionless , even as the grey church - tower Whereon I gazed unconsciously : —there came A low sound , like the tremor of a flame , Or like the light quick shiver of a wing , Flitting through twilight woods , across the air ...
... hour , Stood motionless , even as the grey church - tower Whereon I gazed unconsciously : —there came A low sound , like the tremor of a flame , Or like the light quick shiver of a wing , Flitting through twilight woods , across the air ...
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... hour of Heaven , To earthly passion's wild implorings given , Was made my own- - -the ethereal fire hath shiver'd The fragile censer in whose mould it quiver'd , Brightly , consumingly ! -What now is left ? — A faded world , of glory's ...
... hour of Heaven , To earthly passion's wild implorings given , Was made my own- - -the ethereal fire hath shiver'd The fragile censer in whose mould it quiver'd , Brightly , consumingly ! -What now is left ? — A faded world , of glory's ...
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... hours , but woos me to the Dead ! The only beautiful that change no more , The only loved ! —the dwellers on the shore Of spring fulfill'd ! —The Dead ! —whom call we so ? They that breathe purer air , that feel , that know Things wrapt ...
... hours , but woos me to the Dead ! The only beautiful that change no more , The only loved ! —the dwellers on the shore Of spring fulfill'd ! —The Dead ! —whom call we so ? They that breathe purer air , that feel , that know Things wrapt ...
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art thou banner bear beauty beneath BERNARDO DEL CARPIO blessing blest blue streams breast breath bright bright eye brother brow burning childhood's cloud crown of victory Cymbeline dark dead death deep dirge dreams dust dwell earth falchion farewell fear fill'd flowers free bird glance gleam gloom glorious grave grief Hast thou hath haughty hear Heaven holy hour hush'd JOANNA BAILLIE light lingering lone lonely Tree look'd love's lyre MADAME DE STAEL midst mighty mingled mirth mournful murmur night o'er pale pass'd pour'd prayer proud Provençal rich seem'd shadow shed shrine silent skies sleep slumbering soft eye solemn song sound stranger's heart streams strife strong sweep sweet tears thee thine Thou art gone Thou hast thought thrilling thy heart thy soul thy spirit tomb tone tread triumph unto voice wake wave weary weep wild wind wing