The Works of Mrs. Hemans, with a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her Genius by Mrs. Sigourney ...Lea and Blanchard, 1840 |
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... vanish'd race . And yet awhile , at Fancy's potent call , Shall rise that race , the chivalrous , the bold ! Peopling once more each fair , forsaken hall , With stately forms , the knights and chiefs of old . -The sun declines - upon ...
... vanish'd race . And yet awhile , at Fancy's potent call , Shall rise that race , the chivalrous , the bold ! Peopling once more each fair , forsaken hall , With stately forms , the knights and chiefs of old . -The sun declines - upon ...
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... vanish'd now The light once throned on that commanding brow ; And o'er that fading eye , still upward cast , The shades of death are gathering dark and fast . Yet , as yon rising moon her light serene Sheds the pale olive's waving ...
... vanish'd now The light once throned on that commanding brow ; And o'er that fading eye , still upward cast , The shades of death are gathering dark and fast . Yet , as yon rising moon her light serene Sheds the pale olive's waving ...
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... vanish'd from his cheek - his eye Hath lost that beam of parting energy ; Frozen and fix'd it seems - his brow is chill ; One struggle more , -that noble heart is still . Departed warrior ! were thy mortal throes , Were thy last pangs ...
... vanish'd from his cheek - his eye Hath lost that beam of parting energy ; Frozen and fix'd it seems - his brow is chill ; One struggle more , -that noble heart is still . Departed warrior ! were thy mortal throes , Were thy last pangs ...
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... vanish'd - daughter of my foes ! Reft of each hope , the lonely wanderer goes . Thy words have pierced his soul — yet deem thou not Thou couldst be once adored , and e'er forgot ! O form'd for happier love ! heroic maid ! In grief ...
... vanish'd - daughter of my foes ! Reft of each hope , the lonely wanderer goes . Thy words have pierced his soul — yet deem thou not Thou couldst be once adored , and e'er forgot ! O form'd for happier love ! heroic maid ! In grief ...
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... vanish'd years , And wake the source of unavailing tears . -Weep'st thou , Abdallah ! -Thou dost well to weep , O feeble heart ! o'er all thou couldst not keep ! Well do a woman's tears befit the eye Of him who knew not , as a man , to ...
... vanish'd years , And wake the source of unavailing tears . -Weep'st thou , Abdallah ! -Thou dost well to weep , O feeble heart ! o'er all thou couldst not keep ! Well do a woman's tears befit the eye Of him who knew not , as a man , to ...
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Abencerrages Admetus Alaric Alcestis Athens Battle of Maclodio beam beauty blest bloom bower brave breast breathe bright brow Caius calm Carmagnola Conradin dark dead death deep despair doom dread dream dwell e'en earth Emilianus fair fame fane fate fear fix'd fled flower foes gale gaze glorious glory glory's glow grace Granada grandeur grave Greece grief Hamet hast hath heart heaven hope hour hush'd Italy light lofty lonely lords of war majesty midst mighty mingling Moorish Morea mortal mourn murmur ne'er NOTE o'er o'er thy once pangs pass'd Peneus plains Plutarch proud race repose rocks Rome rose round scene shade shore shrine sigh silent skies sleep slumber smile song soul sound Spain spirit stern sublime sunbeam swell tears thee Theseus thine thou art thought throne tomb towers trace triumph vale vanish'd voice wake warrior wave weep wild
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Page 120 - Hast thou given the horse strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder? Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? The glory of his nostrils is terrible. He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: He goeth on to meet the armed men.
Page 114 - At the hour of midnight the Salarian gate was silently opened, and the inhabitants were awakened by the tremendous sound of the Gothic trumpet. Eleven hundred and sixty-three years after the foundation of Rome, the imperial city, which had subdued and civilized so considerable a part of mankind, was delivered to the licentious fury of the tribes of Germany and Scythia.
Page 96 - The LORD of hosts hath purposed it, "to stain the pride of all glory, and to bring into contempt all the honourable of the earth.
Page 98 - That landscape ; and of pure, now purer air Meets his approach, and to the heart inspires Vernal delight and joy, able to drive All sadness but despair : now gentle gales, Fanning their odoriferous wings, dispense Native perfumes, and whisper whence they stole Those balmy spoils.
Page 261 - Thou wert so like a form of light, That heaven benignly called thee hence, Ere yet the world could breathe one blight O'er thy sweet innocence : And thou, that brighter home to bless, Art...
Page 66 - In the neighbourhood of Cadiz, the town of Xeres has been illustrated by the encounter which determined the fate of the kingdom. The stream of the Guadalete, which falls into the bay, divided the two camps, and marked the advancing and retreating skirmishes of three successive and bloody days. On the fourth day the two armies joined a more serious and decisive issue...
Page 106 - Cleopatra, at the same time, was making a collection of poisonous drugs, and being desirous to know which was least painful in the operation, she tried them on the capital convicts. Such poisons as were quick in their operation she found to be attended with violent pain and convulsions ; such as were milder, were slow in their effect...
Page 107 - The royal sepulchre, adorned with the splendid spoils and trophies of Rome, was constructed in the vacant bed ; the waters were then restored to their natural channel ; and the secret spot, where the remains of Alaric had been deposited, was forever concealed by the inhuman massacre of the prisoners, who had been employed to execute the...
Page 212 - Des serpents verts, des hérons bleus, des flammunts roses , de jeunes crocodiles , s'embarquent passagers sur ces vaisseaux de fleurs, et la colonie, déployant au vent ses voiles d'or, va aborder, endormie, dans quelque anse retirée du fleuve.
Page 219 - On the 15th of August, 1643, as I stood at my window, I was surprised with a most wonderful delectable vision. The sea that washes the Sicilian shore swelled up and became, for ten miles in length, like a chain of dark mountains ; while the waters near our Calabrian coast grew quite smooth, and in an instant appeared as one clear polished mirror, reclining against the ridge.