The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth CenturyJ. Sharpe, 1830 - 360 pages |
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... fall his incense cup , And the virgin hush'd her hymn ; For a boding clash , and a clanging tramp , And a summoning voice were heard , And fretted wall , and tombstone damp , To the fearful echo stirr'd . The peasant heard the sound ...
... fall his incense cup , And the virgin hush'd her hymn ; For a boding clash , and a clanging tramp , And a summoning voice were heard , And fretted wall , and tombstone damp , To the fearful echo stirr'd . The peasant heard the sound ...
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... of more than lead ; My flights soon find a fall ; My fears prevail , my fancies droop , Joy never cometh with a whoop , And seldom with a call ! My football's laid upon the shelf ; — I am 35 35 A Retrospective Review.
... of more than lead ; My flights soon find a fall ; My fears prevail , my fancies droop , Joy never cometh with a whoop , And seldom with a call ! My football's laid upon the shelf ; — I am 35 35 A Retrospective Review.
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... spring bird's lay withal , Telling of hopes and feelings past , Like stars that darken'd in their fall . ON THE DEATH OF ISMAEL FITZADAM . Hopes perishing from 40 TO THE OWL . On the Death of Ismael Fitzadam By Miss Lan- don •
... spring bird's lay withal , Telling of hopes and feelings past , Like stars that darken'd in their fall . ON THE DEATH OF ISMAEL FITZADAM . Hopes perishing from 40 TO THE OWL . On the Death of Ismael Fitzadam By Miss Lan- don •
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... fall Upon my lonely truth ; - A taper yet above thy tomb , Since lost its sweeter rays , And what is memory through the gloom , Was hope in brighter days ! I am pining for the home Where sorrow sinks to sleep , Where the weary and the ...
... fall Upon my lonely truth ; - A taper yet above thy tomb , Since lost its sweeter rays , And what is memory through the gloom , Was hope in brighter days ! I am pining for the home Where sorrow sinks to sleep , Where the weary and the ...
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... falls at the close of the day- While the hunter and hound in their terror retreat From the death that is spurn'd from his furious feet ; - And his last cry of anger comes back from the skies , As Nature's fierce son in the wilderness ...
... falls at the close of the day- While the hunter and hound in their terror retreat From the death that is spurn'd from his furious feet ; - And his last cry of anger comes back from the skies , As Nature's fierce son in the wilderness ...
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ALARIC art thou beauty beneath billows bird blue bosom bower breast breath bright brow calm cheek cloud cold dark dead death deep doth dream e'en earth fair fame fancy crown feel fled flowers gaze gentle gleam glory glow gone grave green grief hath hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre hope hour JOHN MOULTRIE leaves life's light lips lonely look look'd LORD BYRON lute LYRE mirth moon morning mountain murmur N. P. WILLIS ne'er NELL GWYN never night o'er pale pass'd rest rose round Sappho Scottish lassie seem'd shade shine shore sigh silent skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stars storm stream summer sweet tears tempest thine thou art thou hast thou wert thought tree Twas Valentine's day voice waking eye wave weep wild wind wings young youth