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... thee well aus Childe Harold , 677 . Lob von Arthur Brooke , 679–681 . - Acht und dreifsigster Brief . Das Monument , welches Burns errichtet ist , 682 . liebte im Himmel , von Burus , 683 . ― - - An die Ge- Sterbegesang eines jungen ...
... thee well aus Childe Harold , 677 . Lob von Arthur Brooke , 679–681 . - Acht und dreifsigster Brief . Das Monument , welches Burns errichtet ist , 682 . liebte im Himmel , von Burus , 683 . ― - - An die Ge- Sterbegesang eines jungen ...
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... thee " ** ) ! Die Peri senkt sich wieder über andere schön beschriebene Gegenden zur Erde , und findet einen Menschen im Todes- kampf in der Pest . " Zum Troste dir der sanfte Spruch : Der Peri , die mit Gabe werth Dem Himmel , zu Edens ...
... thee " ** ) ! Die Peri senkt sich wieder über andere schön beschriebene Gegenden zur Erde , und findet einen Menschen im Todes- kampf in der Pest . " Zum Troste dir der sanfte Spruch : Der Peri , die mit Gabe werth Dem Himmel , zu Edens ...
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... thee - G but now He hung his head each nobler aim , And hope and feeling , which had slept From boyhood's hour , that instant came Fresh o'er him , and he wept - he wept ! Blest tears of soul - felt penitence ! In whose benign ...
... thee - G but now He hung his head each nobler aim , And hope and feeling , which had slept From boyhood's hour , that instant came Fresh o'er him , and he wept - he wept ! Blest tears of soul - felt penitence ! In whose benign ...
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... thee , God ! who could then this sword withstand ? Its very flash were victory ! But now - 1 estrang'd , divorc'd for ever , - Far as the grasp of Fate can sever ; Our only ties what love has wove , Faith , friends , and country ...
... thee , God ! who could then this sword withstand ? Its very flash were victory ! But now - 1 estrang'd , divorc'd for ever , - Far as the grasp of Fate can sever ; Our only ties what love has wove , Faith , friends , and country ...
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... thee ; But oh ! the choice what heart can doubt Of tents with love , or thrones without ? Our rocks are rough , but smiling there Th ' acacia waves her yellow hair , Lonely and sweet , nor lov'd the less For flowering in a wilderness ...
... thee ; But oh ! the choice what heart can doubt Of tents with love , or thrones without ? Our rocks are rough , but smiling there Th ' acacia waves her yellow hair , Lonely and sweet , nor lov'd the less For flowering in a wilderness ...
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Seite 637 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Seite 654 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Seite 654 - Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time Calm or convulsed — in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime...
Seite 638 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms - the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
Seite 653 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals; The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war ; These are thy toys ; and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Seite 653 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar : I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet can not all conceal.
Seite 376 - O, woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made : When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
Seite 375 - Dragged from among the horses feet, With dinted shield, and helmet beat, The falcon-crest and plumage gone, Can that be haughty Marmion ! . . Young Blount his...
Seite 219 - He leaped amid a murderous band, And saved from outrage worse than death The Lady of the Land! And how she wept, and...
Seite 653 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, — roll? Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...