The Lady of La GarayeMacmillan and Company, 1863 - 153 страници |
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... from whose ever teeming store Of thought and knowledge , happy memory brings So much of social wit and sage's lore , Garnered and gleaned by me as precious things : Kinsman of him whose very name soon grew Unreal as DEDICATION. ...
... from whose ever teeming store Of thought and knowledge , happy memory brings So much of social wit and sage's lore , Garnered and gleaned by me as precious things : Kinsman of him whose very name soon grew Unreal as DEDICATION. ...
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... ground . Now a song , high up and clear , Like a lark's enchants the ear ; Or some happy face looks down , Looking , oh ! so fresh and fair , Wearing youth's most glorious crown , One rich braid of 24 THE LADY OF LA GARAYE .
... ground . Now a song , high up and clear , Like a lark's enchants the ear ; Or some happy face looks down , Looking , oh ! so fresh and fair , Wearing youth's most glorious crown , One rich braid of 24 THE LADY OF LA GARAYE .
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... happy sigh , Thinking of those hours gone by : Of the wooing long since passed , - Of the love that still shall last , — Of the wooing and the winning ; Brightest end to bright beginning ; When the feet we sought to guide Tripped so ...
... happy sigh , Thinking of those hours gone by : Of the wooing long since passed , - Of the love that still shall last , — Of the wooing and the winning ; Brightest end to bright beginning ; When the feet we sought to guide Tripped so ...
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... graceful breast . So , till the latest joins the happy Meet ; Then springs she gladly to her eager feet ; And , while the white hand from her courser's side Slips like a snow - flake , -stands prepared to THE LADY OF LA GARAYE . 39.
... graceful breast . So , till the latest joins the happy Meet ; Then springs she gladly to her eager feet ; And , while the white hand from her courser's side Slips like a snow - flake , -stands prepared to THE LADY OF LA GARAYE . 39.
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... happy they who in their grief or pain Yearn not for some familiar face in vain ; Who in the sheltering arms of love can lie Till human passion breathes its latest sigh ; Who , when words fail to enter the dull ear , And when eyes cease ...
... happy they who in their grief or pain Yearn not for some familiar face in vain ; Who in the sheltering arms of love can lie Till human passion breathes its latest sigh ; Who , when words fail to enter the dull ear , And when eyes cease ...
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beauty bitter bless bloom breast breath Bretagne Breton bright Brittany CHARLES KINGSLEY cheek cheer Claud cloth cold Crown 8vo dear death delight Dinan doom dream duc d'Orléans earth echo ENGLISH LANGUAGE evermore eyes fading faint Fcap feet flowers footsteps fresh Garaye Garaye's gaze Gertrude glad glimmering gloom God's golden gone grief gushing hand happy hath heart Heaven helpless HENRY KINGSLEY hope human La Garaye la Motte-Piquet Lady Lady of La leaps leaves Life's lifts light lingering lips lonely look Love's man's moan morning Morocco mournful neath never night noble o'er pain pale pity pleasant POEMS prison RAVENSHOE restless round Ruins SECOND EDITION seems shade shadow shining sigh sink smile song sorrow soul sound spirit stir suffering sunbeam sweet tears tender thee things thou thought thrill trembling Vignette voice walls weary weep WESTWARD HO wild words yearning young youth
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Страница 150 - Honour to those whose words or deeds Thus help us in our daily needs, And by their overflow Raise us from what is low ! Thus thought I, as by night I read Of the great army of the dead, The trenches cold and damp, The starved and frozen camp, — The wounded from the battle-plain, In dreary hospitals of pain, The cheerless corridors, The cold and stony floors. Lo ! in that house of misery...
Страница 150 - Thus thought I, as by night I read Of the great army of the dead, The trenches cold and damp, The starved and frozen camp, — The wounded from the battle-plain, In dreary hospitals of pain, The cheerless corridors, The cold and stony floors.
Страница 151 - Lo ! in that house of misery A lady with a lamp I see Pass through the glimmering gloom, And flit from room to room. And slow, as in a dream of bliss, The speechless sufferer turns to kiss Her shadow, as it falls Upon the darkening walls. As if a door in heaven should be Opened and then closed suddenly, The vision came and went, The light shone and was spent. On England's annals, through the long Hereafter of her speech and song, That light its rays shall cast From portals of the past. A Lady with...
Страница 144 - Servant of God, well done ! They serve God well, Who serve his creatures : when the funeral bell Tolls for the dead, there's nothing left of all That decks the scutcheon and the velvet pall Save this. The coronet is empty show : The strength and loveliness are hid below : The shifting wealth to others hath accrued...