The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth CenturyJ. Sharpe, 1830 - 360 pages |
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... look around - still is each gloomy tree- The waves at rest - the wind's dread flag is furl'd ; As if , so still the aery minstrelsy , It were the day - sounds of another world . So once the holy bird sang all night long , Till broke the ...
... look around - still is each gloomy tree- The waves at rest - the wind's dread flag is furl'd ; As if , so still the aery minstrelsy , It were the day - sounds of another world . So once the holy bird sang all night long , Till broke the ...
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... look and speech sincere , yet sweet as speech can be , Here's a health , my Scottish lassie ! here's a hearty health ... looks of youthful friend- ship past ; Though my path is dark and lonely , now , o'er this world's dreary sea ...
... look and speech sincere , yet sweet as speech can be , Here's a health , my Scottish lassie ! here's a hearty health ... looks of youthful friend- ship past ; Though my path is dark and lonely , now , o'er this world's dreary sea ...
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... looks , wilt often pass me by , Unconscious of my swelling heart , and of my wistful eye ; Though thou wilt wed some Highland love , nor waste one thought on me , — Here's a health , my Scottish lassie ! here's a hearty health to thee ...
... looks , wilt often pass me by , Unconscious of my swelling heart , and of my wistful eye ; Though thou wilt wed some Highland love , nor waste one thought on me , — Here's a health , my Scottish lassie ! here's a hearty health to thee ...
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... look on this world's follies with a calm and sober eye ; Though the merry wine must seldom flow , the revel cease for me , - Still to thee , my Scottish lassie ! still I'll drink a health to thee . Here's a health , my Scottish lassie ...
... look on this world's follies with a calm and sober eye ; Though the merry wine must seldom flow , the revel cease for me , - Still to thee , my Scottish lassie ! still I'll drink a health to thee . Here's a health , my Scottish lassie ...
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... look'd upon the golden west ! She snatch'd thee from thy sacred shrine , — A brighter fate she scarce could doom thee , -— And bade a poet's wreath be thine , - His deathless page entomb thee ! That hour is past , those dreams are fled ...
... look'd upon the golden west ! She snatch'd thee from thy sacred shrine , — A brighter fate she scarce could doom thee , -— And bade a poet's wreath be thine , - His deathless page entomb thee ! That hour is past , those dreams are fled ...
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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