The Poetical Works of Hemans, Heber and Pollok: Complete in One VolumeJ. Grigg, 1831 - 470 Seiten |
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... Conradin , 145 Bernardo Del Carpio , The Tomb of Madame Langhans , The Sceptic , 148 The Exile's Dirge , The Dreaming Child , Stanzas to the Memory of the late King , · The Charmed Picture , Modern Greece , 146 Parting Words , The ...
... Conradin , 145 Bernardo Del Carpio , The Tomb of Madame Langhans , The Sceptic , 148 The Exile's Dirge , The Dreaming Child , Stanzas to the Memory of the late King , · The Charmed Picture , Modern Greece , 146 Parting Words , The ...
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... Conradin , in life's fair morn , On the red scaffold died . Yet not the less Is justice throned above ; and her good time Comes rushing on in storms : that royal blood Hath lifted an accusing voice from earth , And hath been heard . The ...
... Conradin , in life's fair morn , On the red scaffold died . Yet not the less Is justice throned above ; and her good time Comes rushing on in storms : that royal blood Hath lifted an accusing voice from earth , And hath been heard . The ...
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... Conradin ! there should be still Somewhat of loftiness , which might o'erawe The hearts of thine assassins . Eribert . Haughty dame ! If thy proud heart to tenderness be closed , Know , danger is around thee : thou hast foes That seek ...
... Conradin ! there should be still Somewhat of loftiness , which might o'erawe The hearts of thine assassins . Eribert . Haughty dame ! If thy proud heart to tenderness be closed , Know , danger is around thee : thou hast foes That seek ...
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... Conradin , the flower Who should be with us now , had they not. Raimond . My spirit burns ! And my full heart almost to bursting swells . -Oh ! for the day of battle ! Procida . Raimond ! they Of the red - streaming lava , will inspire ...
... Conradin , the flower Who should be with us now , had they not. Raimond . My spirit burns ! And my full heart almost to bursting swells . -Oh ! for the day of battle ! Procida . Raimond ! they Of the red - streaming lava , will inspire ...
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... the keen unutterable scorn Of my own bosom , live - another's bride ? Sicilians . Never , oh never ! —fear not , noble lady ! Worthy of Conradin ! Eribert . Command my power , And deem it thus 78 MRS . HEMANS ' WORKS . 78.
... the keen unutterable scorn Of my own bosom , live - another's bride ? Sicilians . Never , oh never ! —fear not , noble lady ! Worthy of Conradin ! Eribert . Command my power , And deem it thus 78 MRS . HEMANS ' WORKS . 78.
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ancient art thou banners bard beauty beneath blessed blest blood brave breast breath breeze bright bright land brow burning cloud Conradin crown dark dead death deep doth dread dreams dust dwell e'en earth Elmina eternal evermore fair faith falchion fame fear flowers fount gaze gleam gloom glorious glory glow Gonzalez grave grief harp hath hear heard heart heaven hills holy hope hour hushed land light lonely look Lord lyre METASTASIO midst mighty Montalba Moorish mortal mournful ne'er night Note numbers o'er pale passed Procida proud Provençal Raimond repose rocks rose round scene shade shore shrine Sicily silent sleep slumber smile soft song soul sound Spain spirit stars stood stranger's heart stream sweet swell sword tears tempest thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne tomb tone Twas unto voice wake wave weep wild wind youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 9 - And I saw no temple therein: for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are the temple of it. And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.
Seite 22 - Holy, holy, holy, all the saints adore thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, Which wert and art and evermore shalt be.
Seite 285 - THE boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but him had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though child-like form.
Seite 278 - Is it when spring's first gale Comes forth to whisper where the violets lie? Is it when roses in our paths grow pale? They have one season — all are ours, to die!
Seite 27 - Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign ! 727 Psalm 60.
Seite 18 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning ! Dawn on our darkness and lend us Thine aid ! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid ! <#irst Sunbag after %ip|rang.— No.
Seite 304 - THE stately Homes of England, How beautiful they stand ! Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land ; The deer across their greensward bound Through shade and sunny gleam, And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
Seite 18 - His head with the beasts of the stall ; Angels adore Him in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all ! 3.
Seite 268 - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Seite 7 - And the house, when it was in building, was built of stone made ready before it was brought thither so that there was neither hammer nor axe nor any tool of iron heard in the house, while it was in building.