The Works of Mrs. Hemans: With a Memoir of Her Life, Volume 6W. Blackwood and Sons, 1857 |
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ALCESTIS art thou banner bear beauty BERNARDO DEL CARPIO bird bless'd blessing bowers breast breath bright brother brow child dark dead death deep dreams dust dwell e'en earth faint farewell fear flowers fount gentle glad glance gleam gloom glorious glory glow gone grave grief Hast thou hath hear heaven holy hour INEZ DE CASTRO JOANNA BAILLIE Leonora d'Este LICHFIELD CATHEDRAL light lone lyre MARGUERITE OF FRANCE midst mighty mingled mountain mournful night o'er pale pass'd pour'd prayer proud PROVENCE Rhine rich rose seem'd shadow shed shore shrine silent skies sleep smile soft soft eye solemn song soul soul's sound spirit stranger's heart stream strong sunset tree sweet tears thee thine thou art Thou hast thought thrilling thy heart thy voice tomb tone unto wandering wave weep wild wind wings wouldst
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Page 122 - Is it far away, in some region old, Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold ? — Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand ? — Is it there, sweet mother! that better land?" — " Not there, not there, my child ! " Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy!
Page 223 - I've seen around me fall, Like leaves in wintry weather; I feel like one, Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed!
Page 121 - Not there, not there, my child." Is it where the feathery palm-trees rise, And the date grows ripe under sunny skies, Or 'midst the green islands of glittering seas, Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze, And strange bright birds, on their starry wrings, Bear the rich hues of all glorious things ? " Not there, not there, my child...
Page 221 - Ah! then, if mine had been the Painter's hand, To express what then I saw; and add the gleam The light that never was on sea or land, The consecration and the Poet's dream; I would have planted thee, thou hoary Pile!
Page 121 - I HEAR thee speak of the better land, Thou call'st its children a happy band ; Mother! oh, where is that radiant shore? Shall we not seek it, and weep no more? Is it where the flower of the orange blows, And the fire-flies glance through the myrtle boughs...
Page 102 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and watery depths; all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason.
Page 46 - And with a fierce, o'ermastering grasp, the rearing war-horse led, And sternly set them face to face — the king before the dead ! " Came I not forth, upon thy pledge, my father's hand to kiss ? Be still, and gaze thou on, false king ! and tell me...
Page 296 - All this hath somewhat worn me, and may wear, But must be borne. I stoop not to despair; For I have battled with mine agony, And made me wings wherewith to overfly The narrow circus of my dungeon wall...
Page 45 - Then covering with his steel-gloved hands his darkly mournful brow: "No more, there is no more," he said, "to lift the sword for now; My king is false, my hope betrayed, my father — oh, the worth, The glory, and the loveliness, are passed away from earth!
Page 260 - And oh ! the home whence thy bright smile hath parted, Will it not seem as if the sunny day Turned from its door away ? While through its chambers wandering, weary-hearted.