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... remorse , the undying worm , is stilled . Oh ! that it were so ! that he might awake , Forgetfulness thrown o'er his memory , Hiding what should in darkness rest : alas ! I know it cannot be ; my too weak heart Feeds upon hopes that are ...
... remorse , the undying worm , is stilled . Oh ! that it were so ! that he might awake , Forgetfulness thrown o'er his memory , Hiding what should in darkness rest : alas ! I know it cannot be ; my too weak heart Feeds upon hopes that are ...
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... remorse renewed ; Sleep nourishes not him , his restless dreams Grow to realities . O God ! he weeps ; The veins are swollen on his brow , his lips Are compressed till— CAIN . My Ada ! is it thou ? ADA . Why lookest thou on me fearfully ...
... remorse renewed ; Sleep nourishes not him , his restless dreams Grow to realities . O God ! he weeps ; The veins are swollen on his brow , his lips Are compressed till— CAIN . My Ada ! is it thou ? ADA . Why lookest thou on me fearfully ...
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... remorse , Dying in hopelessness ? Alas , for them ! Yet happier they have the rest I seek : Where are their vestiges ? —for I have seen On earth but ours . LUCIFER . Behold ! CAIN . Earth parts asunder ! LUCIFER . Descend thou on with ...
... remorse , Dying in hopelessness ? Alas , for them ! Yet happier they have the rest I seek : Where are their vestiges ? —for I have seen On earth but ours . LUCIFER . Behold ! CAIN . Earth parts asunder ! LUCIFER . Descend thou on with ...
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... Remorse , despair ; a life of agonies Were better than such state . Thy Ada loved thee , Couldst thou not find in her repose ? CAIN . I loved her : She could not share my thoughts ; I turned away , And mourned o'er ties I could not ...
... Remorse , despair ; a life of agonies Were better than such state . Thy Ada loved thee , Couldst thou not find in her repose ? CAIN . I loved her : She could not share my thoughts ; I turned away , And mourned o'er ties I could not ...
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... remorse ? Or see the averted eyes of Eve , of him , My sire , and hear their curses ? of my Ada , But she would not reproach me , such was not In her soft nature , she would look at me ! No ; this frail dust may there be borne , but I ...
... remorse ? Or see the averted eyes of Eve , of him , My sire , and hear their curses ? of my Ada , But she would not reproach me , such was not In her soft nature , she would look at me ! No ; this frail dust may there be borne , but I ...
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agony angels art thou ASTARTE AZOARA beauty behold beneath blessed bosom breath brow CAIN clouds confess couldst dare dead death despair didst dost thou doth dreams dust dwell earth ENOCH eternal eyes faith falchion fear feel felt flee flowers forget gathered gaze glory grief HAMMON happiness hath hear heard heaven HEILEL HERMAN hope hour hues human idolatry immortal IRAD Israel ISRAPHIL kneel life's light Light-like LILLIAN live look Lord LUCIFER MALFORT memory mould MOUNT HERMON nature never NOAH nought o'er opened ORAZIEL pangs passion phantasy pride raise remorse repose rest SAUL SCENE shadow shed sigh SISERA sleep solitude soul spirit stars STRANGER strife sunne taught Tertullian thee thine things thou art thou dost thou hast thou wilt thought thy heart thyself truth vision voice waste watch Watchmen Wherefore wild wild passion wrath ZILLAH
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Page 252 - The earth also was corrupt before God, and the earth was filled with violence. And God looked upon the earth, and, behold, it was corrupt; for all flesh had corrupted his way upon the earth.
Page 227 - They were my heart s companions given — That human sympathies within them dwelt ; For in the sunshine I have seen them glad, As if my joy they had ! And droop their heads beneath the sky, o'ercast With a fine sorrow ! — They, too, die like me, But not alone : When their bright hour is past, They leave behind them for their memory Some odorous breathings, and a few light leaves, Frail playthings of the wind — the wind that grieves, Or seems to grieve, about them ! I shall pass, And die unknown...
Page 176 - Mid thick boughs of softest grey, Tints of an ethereal hue I saw faintly glimmering through : Then a nest of darker green, Deep blue eggs within it seen, Rich as sapphires they had been Caved beneath the emerald sea ! u.
Page 176 - With a step as soft as dew, Shed o'er violets' eyelids, she Stole with finger raised to me, And an interdicting eye!— As if some fine mystery She had look'd on, which she knew Breath, or movement might dispel. Spirit-like she led the way To a deep and tangled dell, Where in precincts now forbidden Lay the secret treasure hidden...