The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth CenturyJ. Sharpe, 1830 - 360 pages |
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... pass'd the prancing war - horse by , To gaze at beauty's melting eye . I never crush'd Assyria's sons To build Colossal temples high ; I bade the sire his little ones Watch with a parent's eye . Throughout the land no vassal strives ...
... pass'd the prancing war - horse by , To gaze at beauty's melting eye . I never crush'd Assyria's sons To build Colossal temples high ; I bade the sire his little ones Watch with a parent's eye . Throughout the land no vassal strives ...
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... 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 ! Here's to thee ...
... 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 ! Here's to thee ...
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... pass'd , as ' twere on smiles , from earth to heaven : Weep not for her ! Weep not for her ! It was not her's to feel The miseries that corrode amassing years , ' Gainst dreams of baffled bliss the heart to steel , To wander sad down ...
... pass'd , as ' twere on smiles , from earth to heaven : Weep not for her ! Weep not for her ! It was not her's to feel The miseries that corrode amassing years , ' Gainst dreams of baffled bliss the heart to steel , To wander sad down ...
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... pass With wilder fleetness throng'd the night ; - When all was beauty - then have I With friends on whom my love is flung Like myrrh on wings of Araby , Gazed up where evening's lamp is hung . And when the beautiful spirit there Flung ...
... pass With wilder fleetness throng'd the night ; - When all was beauty - then have I With friends on whom my love is flung Like myrrh on wings of Araby , Gazed up where evening's lamp is hung . And when the beautiful spirit there Flung ...
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... pass In swift succession , bright and fair ; And when I would unveil thy glass , Thou show'st me but despair ! And now whene'er I seek the bowers Where fancy led my steps to thee , Before my eyes a desert lours , The cold reality I see ...
... pass In swift succession , bright and fair ; And when I would unveil thy glass , Thou show'st me but despair ! And now whene'er I seek the bowers Where fancy led my steps to thee , Before my eyes a desert lours , The cold reality I see ...
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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