The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth CenturyJ. Sharpe, 1830 - 360 страници |
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... gone , Hath left within my bosom deep the thrilling of its tone , I find that murmur in your notes - they touch the chords of thought , And a sudden flow of tenderness across my soul is brought . If I have bid a spot farewell , on whose ...
... gone , Hath left within my bosom deep the thrilling of its tone , I find that murmur in your notes - they touch the chords of thought , And a sudden flow of tenderness across my soul is brought . If I have bid a spot farewell , on whose ...
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... gone by , That blames and mourns the past , yet leaves Her warrior and her bard to die . To die in poverty and pride , The light of hope and genius past , Each feeling wrung , until the heart Could bear no more , so broke at last . Thus ...
... gone by , That blames and mourns the past , yet leaves Her warrior and her bard to die . To die in poverty and pride , The light of hope and genius past , Each feeling wrung , until the heart Could bear no more , so broke at last . Thus ...
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... ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone , And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But nothing he'll reck , if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him .. But half of our heavy task was done , When 59.
... ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone , And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But nothing he'll reck , if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him .. But half of our heavy task was done , When 59.
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... Gone with the dream of things that were , As if they ne'er had been . Beyond the wanderings of the morn , Beyond the portals of the day , Unto a land whence none return , Our Fathers - where are they ? The vanish'd comet long deem'd ...
... Gone with the dream of things that were , As if they ne'er had been . Beyond the wanderings of the morn , Beyond the portals of the day , Unto a land whence none return , Our Fathers - where are they ? The vanish'd comet long deem'd ...
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... gone ? Ye stars , to your all - seeing eyes Is the great secret known ? Ye breathe not of their place of rest , But roll in silence on your way , And the lorn echoes of the breast Still answer - Where are they ? TO MRS . HEMANS . THY ...
... gone ? Ye stars , to your all - seeing eyes Is the great secret known ? Ye breathe not of their place of rest , But roll in silence on your way , And the lorn echoes of the breast Still answer - Where are they ? TO MRS . HEMANS . THY ...
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