Cooper's Works: Mercedes of Castile

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James G. Gregory (successor to W.A. Townsend), 1857

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Сторінка 208 - O'ER the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home!
Сторінка 26 - Leave to the nightingale her shady wood ; A privacy of glorious light is thine; Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood Of harmony, with instinct more divine; Type of the wise who soar, but never roam; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home...
Сторінка 275 - On thy unaltering blaze The half-wrecked mariner, his compass lost, Fixes his steady gaze, And steers, undoubting, to the friendly coast ; And they who stray in perilous wastes, by night, Are glad when thou dost shine to guide their footsteps right.
Сторінка 244 - They little thought how pure a light, With years, should gather round that day ; How love should keep their memories bright, How wide a realm their sons should sway.
Сторінка 7 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers. I fill this cup to one made up Of loveliness alone, A woman, of her gentle sex The seeming paragon — Her health! and would on earth there stood Some more of such a frame, That life might be all poetry, And weariness a name.
Сторінка 341 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost.
Сторінка 115 - Oh, ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower But 'twas the first to fade away ; I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die.
Сторінка 313 - GLORY be to GOD on high, and on earth peace, good will towards men. "We praise thee, we bless thee, we worship thee, we glorify thee, we give thanks to thee for thy great glory, 0 LORD GOD, heavenly King, GOD the Father Almighty.
Сторінка 261 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Сторінка 89 - Looke back, who list, unto the former ages, And call to count, what is of them become Where be those learned wits and antique sages, Which of all wisdom knew the perfect somme?

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