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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... voice or step disturb its brooding might . IX . So were they roused - th ' invading step had past Their cabin - thresholds , and the lowly door , Which well had stood against the Föhnwind's blast , Could bar Oppression from their homes ...
... voice or step disturb its brooding might . IX . So were they roused - th ' invading step had past Their cabin - thresholds , and the lowly door , Which well had stood against the Föhnwind's blast , Could bar Oppression from their homes ...
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... voice , that cried Within his breast , " Arise ! " came still and deep From his far home , that smil'd , e'en then , in moonlight sleep . XVII . It was a home to die for ! -as it rose , Through its vine - foliage sending forth a sound ...
... voice , that cried Within his breast , " Arise ! " came still and deep From his far home , that smil'd , e'en then , in moonlight sleep . XVII . It was a home to die for ! -as it rose , Through its vine - foliage sending forth a sound ...
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... . - At the tone Of his loud horn , the Lämmer - Geyer had spread A startled wing ; for oft that peal had blown Where the free cataract's voice was wont to sound alone . XXII . His step had track'd the waste , his LEAGUE OF THE ALPS . 15.
... . - At the tone Of his loud horn , the Lämmer - Geyer had spread A startled wing ; for oft that peal had blown Where the free cataract's voice was wont to sound alone . XXII . His step had track'd the waste , his LEAGUE OF THE ALPS . 15.
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... voice was chain'd by Winter's spell , The deep wood - sounds had ceas'd . — But rock and dell Rung forth , ere long , when strains of jubilee Peal'd from the mountain - churches , with a swell Of praise to Him who stills the raging sea ...
... voice was chain'd by Winter's spell , The deep wood - sounds had ceas'd . — But rock and dell Rung forth , ere long , when strains of jubilee Peal'd from the mountain - churches , with a swell Of praise to Him who stills the raging sea ...
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... voice , and proffer'd hand of aid , Turn'd to give welcome ; but a wild sad look Met hers ; a gaze that all her spirit shook ; And that pale woman , suddenly subdued By some strong passion in its gushing mood , Knelt at her feet , and ...
... voice , and proffer'd hand of aid , Turn'd to give welcome ; but a wild sad look Met hers ; a gaze that all her spirit shook ; And that pale woman , suddenly subdued By some strong passion in its gushing mood , Knelt at her feet , and ...
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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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Сторінка 83 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
Сторінка 27 - 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.
Сторінка 130 - Say, father! say If yet my task is done ? " He knew not that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son. " Speak, father ! " once again he cried, " If I may yet be gone," And " — but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on.
Сторінка 25 - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Сторінка 58 - His dark eye flashed, his proud breast heaved, his cheek's hue came and went; He reached that gray-haired chieftain's side, and there, dismounting, bent; A lowly knee to earth he bent, his father's hand he took — What was there in its touch that all his fiery spirit shook ? That hand was cold — a frozen thing — it dropped from his like lead!
Сторінка 131 - With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part — But the noblest thing which perished there Was that young faithful heart...
Сторінка 130 - 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.
Сторінка 84 - Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest — Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest.
Сторінка 101 - And the raised eye of childhood shine in love. Or where the shadows of dark solemn yews Brood silently o'er some lone burial-ground, Thy verse hath power that brightly might diffuse A breath, a kindling, as of spring, around, From its own glow of hope and courage high, And steadfast faith's victorious constancy. True bard and holy ! — thou art e'en as one Who, by some secret gift of soul or eye, In every spot beneath the smiling sun, Sees where the springs of living waters lie — . Unseen awhile...
Сторінка 138 - As when to them who sail Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past Mozambic, off at sea north-east winds blow Sabean odours from the spicy shore Of Araby the Blest; with, such delay Well pleased they slack their course, and many a league Cheer'd with the grateful smell old Ocean smiles...