The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth CenturyJ. Sharpe, 1830 - 360 pages |
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... youth is o'er ; And I , as once I felt and dream'd , must feel and dream no more ; Though the world , with all its frosts and storms , has chill'd my soul at last , And genius , with the foodful looks of youthful friend- ship past ...
... youth is o'er ; And I , as once I felt and dream'd , must feel and dream no more ; Though the world , with all its frosts and storms , has chill'd my soul at last , And genius , with the foodful looks of youthful friend- ship past ...
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... youths and maidens , dancing lightsomely along , I'll dream away an hour or twain , still gazing on thy form , As it flashes through the baser crowd , like lightning through a storm ; And I , perhaps , shall touch thy hand , and share ...
... youths and maidens , dancing lightsomely along , I'll dream away an hour or twain , still gazing on thy form , As it flashes through the baser crowd , like lightning through a storm ; And I , perhaps , shall touch thy hand , and share ...
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... youth , Ere hope had lost its rich romantic hues , When human bosoms seem'd the homes of truth , And earth still gleam'd with beauty's radiant dews . Her summer prime waned not to days that freeze , Her wine of life was not run to the ...
... youth , Ere hope had lost its rich romantic hues , When human bosoms seem'd the homes of truth , And earth still gleam'd with beauty's radiant dews . Her summer prime waned not to days that freeze , Her wine of life was not run to the ...
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... youth , of spring , is pour'd on every note ; And yet my full o'erburthen'd heart grows troubled by your power , [ hour . And ye seem to press the long past years into one little If I have look'd on lovely scenes , that now I view no ...
... youth , of spring , is pour'd on every note ; And yet my full o'erburthen'd heart grows troubled by your power , [ hour . And ye seem to press the long past years into one little If I have look'd on lovely scenes , that now I view no ...
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... youth ; Still from thy grave no shadows 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 ...
... youth ; Still from thy grave no shadows 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 ...
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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