The league of the Alps, The siege of Valencia, The vespers of Palermo, and other poemsHilliard, Gray, Little, and Wilkins, 1826 |
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... enters . ELMINA . Your songs are not as those of other days , Mine own Ximena ! -Where is now the young And buoyant spirit of the morn , which once Breath'd in your spring - like melodies , and woke Joy's echo from all hearts ? XIMENA ...
... enters . ELMINA . Your songs are not as those of other days , Mine own Ximena ! -Where is now the young And buoyant spirit of the morn , which once Breath'd in your spring - like melodies , and woke Joy's echo from all hearts ? XIMENA ...
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... enters . ELMINA . My noble lord ! Welcome from this day's toil ! -It is the hour Whose shadows , as they deepen , bring repose Unto all weary men ; and wilt not thou Free thy mail'd bosom from the corslet's weight , To rest at fall of ...
... enters . ELMINA . My noble lord ! Welcome from this day's toil ! -It is the hour Whose shadows , as they deepen , bring repose Unto all weary men ; and wilt not thou Free thy mail'd bosom from the corslet's weight , To rest at fall of ...
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... enters . ) SOLDIER . Sends messengers , my chief . Valencia's lord ABDULLAH . Conduct them hither . [ The Soldier goes out , and re - enters with ELMINA , disguised , and an Attendant . CARLOS ( springing forward to the Attendant ) . Oh ...
... enters . ) SOLDIER . Sends messengers , my chief . Valencia's lord ABDULLAH . Conduct them hither . [ The Soldier goes out , and re - enters with ELMINA , disguised , and an Attendant . CARLOS ( springing forward to the Attendant ) . Oh ...
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... enters hurriedly . ELMINA . This air will calm my spirit , ere yet I meet His eye , which must be met . - Thou here , Ximena ! [ She starts back on seeing XIMENA . XIMENA . Alas ! my mother ! In that hurrying step And troubled glance I ...
... enters hurriedly . ELMINA . This air will calm my spirit , ere yet I meet His eye , which must be met . - Thou here , Ximena ! [ She starts back on seeing XIMENA . XIMENA . Alas ! my mother ! In that hurrying step And troubled glance I ...
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... Heaven ! This grief doth shake her reason ! ELMINA ( starting ) . Hark ! a step ! " Tis - ' tis thy father's ! -come away — not now- He must not see us now ! ΧΙΜΕΝΑ . Why should this be ? GONZALEZ enters , 30 SIEGE OF VALENCIA . 233.
... Heaven ! This grief doth shake her reason ! ELMINA ( starting ) . Hark ! a step ! " Tis - ' tis thy father's ! -come away — not now- He must not see us now ! ΧΙΜΕΝΑ . Why should this be ? GONZALEZ enters , 30 SIEGE OF VALENCIA . 233.
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ABDULLAH ALPHONSO ANSELMO arms art thou aught banner bear beneath BERNARDO DEL CARPIO blood brave breast breath bright brow burst call'd Castile CITIZEN clouds Conradin CONSTANCE Couci dark dead death deep doth dreams e'en earth ELMINA ERIBERT Ev'n Exeunt Exit fair father fearful flowers gaze glorious glory gone GONZALEZ grave grief GUIDO hast thou hath hear heard heart Heaven HERNANDEZ hope hour hush'd land light lone look look'd midst MONTALBA Moorish ne'er night noble o'er pale Palermo pass'd pour'd PROCIDA proud Provençal RAIMOND rest Roncesvalles round SCENE scorn seem'd shalt shouldst shrink SICILIANS Sicily silent sleep smile song soul sound Spain speak spirit strong sweet sword tell thee thine things thou art Thou hast Thou wouldst thought trumpets Twas unto Valencia VITTORIA voice warrior wave wild wilt winds wouldst thou XIMENA youth ΧΙΜΕΝΑ
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