The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth CenturyJ. Sharpe, 1830 - 360 pages |
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... More strictly than he said the mass , And loved to see a tempting lass Come to confession , Letting her absolution pass O'er fresh transgression . 29 29 ON SOME SKULLS IN BEAULEY ABBEY . This 28 On some Skulls in Beaulieu Abbey.
... More strictly than he said the mass , And loved to see a tempting lass Come to confession , Letting her absolution pass O'er fresh transgression . 29 29 ON SOME SKULLS IN BEAULEY ABBEY . This 28 On some Skulls in Beaulieu Abbey.
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... pass'd their idler days , In coil and wrangle . Long time this sconce a helmet wore , — But sickness smites the conscience sore ; He broke his sword , and hither bore His gear and plunder , Took to the cowl , -then raved and swore At ...
... pass'd their idler days , In coil and wrangle . Long time this sconce a helmet wore , — But sickness smites the conscience sore ; He broke his sword , and hither bore His gear and plunder , Took to the cowl , -then raved and swore At ...
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... pass her by unnoted , can , Through well dissembled smiles , at times , discern A settled anguish that would seem to burn The very brain it feeds upon ; and when This mood of pain is on her , then , oh ! then , A more than wonted ...
... pass her by unnoted , can , Through well dissembled smiles , at times , discern A settled anguish that would seem to burn The very brain it feeds upon ; and when This mood of pain is on her , then , oh ! then , A more than wonted ...
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... pass'd around ; Which the boldest shook to hear . The startled monks throng'd up , In the torchlight cold and dim ; And the priest let fall his incense cup , And the virgin hush'd her hymn ; For a boding clash , and a clanging tramp ...
... pass'd around ; Which the boldest shook to hear . The startled monks throng'd up , In the torchlight cold and dim ; And the priest let fall his incense cup , And the virgin hush'd her hymn ; For a boding clash , and a clanging tramp ...
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... passing fair , And the flame went up from dome and tower ; The avenger's arm was there ! The stranger priest at the altar stood , And clasp'd his beads in prayer , But the holy shrine grew dim with blood ; The avenger found him there ...
... passing fair , And the flame went up from dome and tower ; The avenger's arm was there ! The stranger priest at the altar stood , And clasp'd his beads in prayer , But the holy shrine grew dim with blood ; The avenger found him there ...
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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