The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth CenturyJ. Sharpe, 1830 - 360 страници |
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... Sound Drinking Song . By Lord Byron To Lord Byron . By Thomas Moore The American Eagle . By C. W. Thomson To the Author of Landon 66 Poetical Sketches . " By Miss • • The Burial of Sir John Moore . By the Rev. C. Wolfe • The War of the ...
... Sound Drinking Song . By Lord Byron To Lord Byron . By Thomas Moore The American Eagle . By C. W. Thomson To the Author of Landon 66 Poetical Sketches . " By Miss • • The Burial of Sir John Moore . By the Rev. C. Wolfe • The War of the ...
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... sounds , that rise Far off , in moonlight evenings , on the shore Of the wide ocean resting after storms ; Or tones , that wind around the vaulted roof , And pointed arches , and retiring aisles Of some old , lonely minster , where the ...
... sounds , that rise Far off , in moonlight evenings , on the shore Of the wide ocean resting after storms ; Or tones , that wind around the vaulted roof , And pointed arches , and retiring aisles Of some old , lonely minster , where the ...
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... sounds , Nor all the pleasing artifice of rhyme , And quantity , and accent , that can give This all pervading spirit to the ear , Or blend it with the movings of the soul . ' Tis a mysterious feeling , which combines Man with the world ...
... sounds , Nor all the pleasing artifice of rhyme , And quantity , and accent , that can give This all pervading spirit to the ear , Or blend it with the movings of the soul . ' Tis a mysterious feeling , which combines Man with the world ...
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... sound on my ear , As when together sung the stars of morn . I look around - still is each gloomy tree- The waves at rest - the wind's dread flag is furl'd ; As if , so still the aery minstrelsy , It were the day - sounds of another ...
... sound on my ear , As when together sung the stars of morn . I look around - still is each gloomy tree- The waves at rest - the wind's dread flag is furl'd ; As if , so still the aery minstrelsy , It were the day - sounds of another ...
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... sound of dreams , Or the fiend slumbering in the aconite ; We may not know - yet to the bard it seems The voie of conscience in the ear of night . HERE'S TO THEE , MY SCOTTISH LASSIE . BY THE REV . JOHN MOULTRIE . HERE'S to thee , my ...
... sound of dreams , Or the fiend slumbering in the aconite ; We may not know - yet to the bard it seems The voie of conscience in the ear of night . HERE'S TO THEE , MY SCOTTISH LASSIE . BY THE REV . JOHN MOULTRIE . HERE'S to thee , my ...
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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