Das Lied von der GlockeD. Nutt, 1842 - 37 Seiten |
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... tender yearning Is watching o'er his golden morning-- The years fly on as arrows fleet . From the girl the proud boy rushes forth ; He wildly storms into life's danger ; On wanderer's staff roams o'er the earth : - To his father's home ...
... tender yearning Is watching o'er his golden morning-- The years fly on as arrows fleet . From the girl the proud boy rushes forth ; He wildly storms into life's danger ; On wanderer's staff roams o'er the earth : - To his father's home ...
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... tender yearning ! O sweet hope ! Of love the golden age is this ; The eye doth see the heavens ope ; The heart doth revel in deep bliss . Oh ! that it ever green might prove , That beauteous season of young love . Already how the pipes ...
... tender yearning ! O sweet hope ! Of love the golden age is this ; The eye doth see the heavens ope ; The heart doth revel in deep bliss . Oh ! that it ever green might prove , That beauteous season of young love . Already how the pipes ...
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... tender mother ! Whom the gloomy Prince of Shades From her mate's embraces leads ; From the group of children dear , Which blooming unto him she bare ; Which growing on her faithful breast , She watch'd with a mother's interest . Ach ...
... tender mother ! Whom the gloomy Prince of Shades From her mate's embraces leads ; From the group of children dear , Which blooming unto him she bare ; Which growing on her faithful breast , She watch'd with a mother's interest . Ach ...
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... lieben Heimathütte . Blöckend ziehen heim die Schafe , Und der Rinder Breitgestirnte , glatte Schaaren Kommen brüllend , Die gewohnten Stålle füllend . Ah ! of home each tender band Now for evermore 24 Das Lied von der Glocke .
... lieben Heimathütte . Blöckend ziehen heim die Schafe , Und der Rinder Breitgestirnte , glatte Schaaren Kommen brüllend , Die gewohnten Stålle füllend . Ah ! of home each tender band Now for evermore 24 Das Lied von der Glocke .
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Friedrich Schiller. Ah ! of home each tender band Now for evermore is loose ; For she dwells in the shadow - land , Who was the mother of the house ; Her faithful rule has passed away , Her care no more shall watchful prove ; In the ...
Friedrich Schiller. Ah ! of home each tender band Now for evermore is loose ; For she dwells in the shadow - land , Who was the mother of the house ; Her faithful rule has passed away , Her care no more shall watchful prove ; In the ...
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Seite ix - Though oft the ear the open vowels tire; While expletives their feeble aid do join; And ten low words oft creep in one dull line: While they ring round the same unvaried chimes With sure returns of still expected rhymes: Where'er you find "the cooling western breeze...
Seite x - Or in the natal or the mortal hour. All nature is but art unknown to thee; All chance, direction which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good...
Seite x - water glide away, And sip, with nymphs, their elemental tea. The graver prude sinks downward to a gnome, In search of mischief still on earth to roam. The light coquettes in sylphs aloft repair, And sport and flutter in the fields of air.
Seite ix - A perfect judge will read each work of wit With the same spirit that its author writ: Survey the WHOLE, nor seek slight faults to find Where nature moves, and rapture warms the mind, Nor lose for that malignant dull delight, The generous pleasure to be charm'd with wit.