Legends and lyrics, Band 88Bell and Daldy, 1861 - 256 Seiten |
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... fear competition . ” — Saturday Review . " This is no make - believe book . It entitles Miss Procter to a place of her own among those who sing out of the fulness of a thoughtful heart , and not merely because they have the restless ...
... fear competition . ” — Saturday Review . " This is no make - believe book . It entitles Miss Procter to a place of her own among those who sing out of the fulness of a thoughtful heart , and not merely because they have the restless ...
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... fear . All dull , all dark ; save when the leaping flame , Glancing , lit up a Picture's ancient frame . Above the hearth it hung . Perhaps the night , My foolish tremors , or the gleaming light , Lent power to that Portrait dark and ...
... fear . All dull , all dark ; save when the leaping flame , Glancing , lit up a Picture's ancient frame . Above the hearth it hung . Perhaps the night , My foolish tremors , or the gleaming light , Lent power to that Portrait dark and ...
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... fear . All dull , all dark ; save when the leaping flame , Glancing , lit up a Picture's ancient frame . Above the hearth it hung . Perhaps the night , My foolish tremors , or the gleaming light , Lent power to that Portrait dark and ...
... fear . All dull , all dark ; save when the leaping flame , Glancing , lit up a Picture's ancient frame . Above the hearth it hung . Perhaps the night , My foolish tremors , or the gleaming light , Lent power to that Portrait dark and ...
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... fear and dread . Till after a fierce skirmish , down the road , One night came straggling soldiers , with their load Of wounded , dying comrades ; and the band , Half pleading , yet as if they could command , Summoned the trembling ...
... fear and dread . Till after a fierce skirmish , down the road , One night came straggling soldiers , with their load Of wounded , dying comrades ; and the band , Half pleading , yet as if they could command , Summoned the trembling ...
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... fear . Her face Had lost all trace of youth , of joy , of grace , Of the pure happy soul they used to know— The novice Angela — so long ago . She rang the convent bell . The well - known sound Smote on her heart , and bowed her to the ...
... fear . Her face Had lost all trace of youth , of joy , of grace , Of the pure happy soul they used to know— The novice Angela — so long ago . She rang the convent bell . The well - known sound Smote on her heart , and bowed her to the ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER Alice Angel anguish bitter blessing blue blue air bride bright calm CHANGELING cold comfort crimson crimson glory crown cruel dark dear despair divine dread dream dying daylight earth echo Effie eyes fade far-off farewell summer fear feeling Possessed fled flowers gaze gentle glory God's golden grew grief hand hawthorn wood hear heard heart Heaven hidden chords hope June Roses kissed laid leant light linger listened look Love for love mother mountain pass murmur never night once pain passed pause peace pinions pity poor pray pride radiant regret rest rose round seemed shadow shine sigh silent silent force sing slowly smile sorrow soul spirit starry stars stir strange strife strove sweet tears tell tender thee thou thought tism to-day trembling voice wailing wait watch weary Willow-herb wings wonder words
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Seite 25 - Seated one day at the organ. I was weary and ill at ease. And my fingers wandered idly Over the noisy keys. I know not what I was playing. Or what I was dreaming then : But I struck one chord of music Like the sound of a great Amen.
Seite 26 - It flooded the crimson twilight, Like the close of an Angel's Psalm, And it lay on my fevered spirit With a touch of infinite calm. It quieted pain and sorrow, Like love overcoming strife; It seemed the harmonious echo From our discordant life. It linked all perplexed meanings Into one perfect peace, And trembled away into silence As if it were loth to cease.
Seite 200 - Before thy throne, O Lord of heaven We kneel at close of day ; Look on thy children from on high, And hear us while we pray.
Seite 176 - DEAD. 5OTHING is our own : we hold our pleasures Just a little while, ere they are fled : One by one life robs us of our treasures ; Nothing is our own except our Dead.
Seite 179 - WILL not let you say a Woman's part Must be to give exclusive love alone ; Dearest, although I love you so, my heart Answers a thousand claims besides your own. I love — what do I not love ? earth and air Find space within my heart, and myriad things You would not deign to heed, are cherished there, And vibrate on its very inmost strings. I love the summer with her ebb and flow Of light, and warmth, and music that have nurst Her tender buds to blossoms . . . and you know It was in summer that I...
Seite 7 - But still our place is kept, and it will wait, Ready for us to fill it, soon or late. No star is ever lost we once have seen, We always may be what we might have been.
Seite 5 - Kind hearts are here ; yet would the tenderest one Have limits to its mercy : God has none. And man's forgiveness may be true and sweet, But yet he stoops to give it. More complete Is Love that lays forgiveness at thy feet, And pleads with thee to raise it. Only Heaven Means crowned, not vanquished, when it says
Seite 182 - LEGEND. ;HE fettered Spirits linger In purgatorial pain, With penal fires effacing Their last faint earthly stain, Which Life's imperfect sorrow Had tried to cleanse in vain. Yet, on each feast of Mary Their sorrow finds release, For the Great Archangel Michael Comes down and bids it cease ; And the name of these brief respites Is called
Seite 30 - OUD roared the Tempest, Fast fell the sleet ; A little Child Angel Passed down the street, With trailing pinions, And weary feet. The moon was hidden ; No stars were bright ; So she could not shelter In heaven that night, For the Angels
Seite 201 - Slowly the rays of daylight fade ; So fade within our heart The hopes in earthly love and joy, That one by one depart : Slowly the bright stars, one by one, Within the heavens shine, — Give us, O Lord, fresh hopes in heaven, And trust in things Divine.