The Works of Mrs. Hemans, with a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her Genius by Mrs. Sigourney ...Lea and Blanchard, 1840 |
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... farewell ! Thou wouldst not so deceive me ? Raimond . Gentlest and best beloved ! we meet again . Doubt me not , [ Exit CONSTANCE . Raimond ( after a pause . ) When shall I breathe in freedom , and give scope To those untameable and ...
... farewell ! Thou wouldst not so deceive me ? Raimond . Gentlest and best beloved ! we meet again . Doubt me not , [ Exit CONSTANCE . Raimond ( after a pause . ) When shall I breathe in freedom , and give scope To those untameable and ...
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... farewell , And seek my country on some distant shore Where such things are unknown ! Procida ( exultingly . ) Why , this is joy ! After a long conflict with the doubts and fears , And the poor subtleties of meaner minds , To meet a ...
... farewell , And seek my country on some distant shore Where such things are unknown ! Procida ( exultingly . ) Why , this is joy ! After a long conflict with the doubts and fears , And the poor subtleties of meaner minds , To meet a ...
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... farewell : I leave you to your counsels . He that still Would hold his lofty nature undebased , And his name pure , were but a loiterer here . Procida . And is it thus indeed ? -dost thou forsake Our cause , my son ! Raimond . Oh ...
... farewell : I leave you to your counsels . He that still Would hold his lofty nature undebased , And his name pure , were but a loiterer here . Procida . And is it thus indeed ? -dost thou forsake Our cause , my son ! Raimond . Oh ...
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... farewell , until , Th ' appointed hour . Eribert . Lady , a brief farewell . [ Exeunt separately . SCENE II . - The Sea - Shore . · 50 VESPERS OF PALERMO .
... farewell , until , Th ' appointed hour . Eribert . Lady , a brief farewell . [ Exeunt separately . SCENE II . - The Sea - Shore . · 50 VESPERS OF PALERMO .
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... farewell For the last time- the last ! Raimond . No , best - beloved ! I come to tell thee there is now no power To part us but in death . Constance . I have dreamt of joy , - But never aught like this . Speak yet again 54 VESPERS OF ...
... farewell For the last time- the last ! Raimond . No , best - beloved ! I come to tell thee there is now no power To part us but in death . Constance . I have dreamt of joy , - But never aught like this . Speak yet again 54 VESPERS OF ...
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The Works of Mrs. Hemans, with a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her ... Mrs. Hemans Visos knygos peržiūra - 1840 |
The Works of Mrs. Hemans, with a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her ... Mrs. Hemans Trumpų ištraukų rodinys - 1840 |
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Anselmo ARABELLA STUART art thou banners beautiful beneath bow'd brave breast breath breeze bright brow cheek Conradin Constance Couci dark dead death deep doth dreams dwell e'en earth Eribert Ev'n fair farewell father fear flowers gaze gentle glad glance gleam glorious glow gone grave green grief Guido hath heart heaven hour human voice hush'd Joanna Baillie land leaves light lips lone look look'd lyre midst mighty heart Montalba mournful night noble o'er pale pass'd planxty pour'd Procida proud Provençal racter Raimond rest rose round SCENE seem'd shining Sicilians Sicily silent sleep slumber smile soft solemn song soul sound speak spirit stood stream strong sunny sweet sword tears thee thine things thou art Thou hast thought thro tomb tone Twas unto Vittoria voice warrior wave wild winds woman's wouldst young youth
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237 psl. - THE stately Homes of England, How beautiful they stand ! Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land. The deer across their greensward bound, Through shade and sunny gleam, And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
291 psl. - 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.
293 psl. - Scarce seen, but with fresh bitterness imbued ; And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music, — summer's eve — or spring, A flower — the wind — the Ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound ; XXIV.
238 psl. - Through glowing orchards forth they peep, Each from its nook of leaves, And fearless there the lowly sleep, As the bird beneath their eaves. The free fair homes of England, Long, long, in hut and hall, May hearts of native proof be reared To guard each hallowed wall. And green for ever be the groves, And bright the flowery sod, Where first the child's glad spirit loves Its country and its God.
295 psl. - 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.
141 psl. - Yet further may relent : for mightier far Than strength of nerve and sinew, or the sway Of magic potent over sun and star, Is love, though oft to agony distrest, And though his favourite seat be feeble woman's breast. But if thou goest, I follow...
156 psl. - Through many a joyous hour, Where the silvery green of the olive shade Hung dim o'er fount and bower. Yes, thou and I, by stream, by shore, In song, in prayer, in sleep, Have been, as we may be no more ; Kind sister, let me weep...
137 psl. - I come, I come ! ye have called me long, I come o'er the mountains with light and song ; Ye may trace my step o'er the wakening earth, By the winds which tell of the violet's birth, By the primrose stars in the shadowy grass, By the green leaves opening as I pass.
291 psl. - Not as the conqueror comes, They, the true-hearted, came; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame; Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear; — They shook the depths of the desert gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer.
134 psl. - ... in the face of the sun, and in the eye of light." The places set apart for this purpose were marked out by a circle of stones, called the circle of federation.