The Work of Mrs. Hemans, Volume 4Lea and Blanchard, 1842 |
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... round their bosoms , even as warriors bind The breastplate on for fight ; but brow and cheek Seem'd theirs a torturing panoply to speak ! And there were some , from whom the very mind Had been wrung out : -they smiled - oh ! startling ...
... round their bosoms , even as warriors bind The breastplate on for fight ; but brow and cheek Seem'd theirs a torturing panoply to speak ! And there were some , from whom the very mind Had been wrung out : -they smiled - oh ! startling ...
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... thought it well ! That very morn From a far land I came , yet round me clung The spirit of my own . No hand had torn With a strong grasp away the veil which hung Between mine eyes and truth . I gazed , I 18 THE FOREST SANCTUARY .
... thought it well ! That very morn From a far land I came , yet round me clung The spirit of my own . No hand had torn With a strong grasp away the veil which hung Between mine eyes and truth . I gazed , I 18 THE FOREST SANCTUARY .
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... round him , girt with fearful things ! Troubled even thus I stood , but chain'd and bound On that familiar form mine eye to keep : - Alas ! I might not fall upon his neck and weep ! XXXI . He pass'd me - and what next ? —I look'd on two ...
... round him , girt with fearful things ! Troubled even thus I stood , but chain'd and bound On that familiar form mine eye to keep : - Alas ! I might not fall upon his neck and weep ! XXXI . He pass'd me - and what next ? —I look'd on two ...
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... round the aged man , bereft Of each glad voice , once answering to his call . Alas , that lonely father ! doom'd to pine For sounds departed in his life's decline , And , ' midst the shadowing banners of his hall , With his white hair ...
... round the aged man , bereft Of each glad voice , once answering to his call . Alas , that lonely father ! doom'd to pine For sounds departed in his life's decline , And , ' midst the shadowing banners of his hall , With his white hair ...
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... had sprung Clear to her kindled eye . It might be scorn— Pride - sense of wrong - ay , the frail heart is bound By these at times , even as with adamant round , Kept so from breaking ! —yet not thus upborne She 24 THE FOREST SANCTUARY .
... had sprung Clear to her kindled eye . It might be scorn— Pride - sense of wrong - ay , the frail heart is bound By these at times , even as with adamant round , Kept so from breaking ! —yet not thus upborne She 24 THE FOREST SANCTUARY .
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Page 169 - And shouted but once more aloud, "My Father! must I stay?" While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. They...
Page 169 - The boy, — oh! where was he? Ask of the winds, that far around With fragments strewed the sea, — With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part, — But the noblest thing that perished there, Was that young, faithful heart.
Page 171 - With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.
Page 82 - It is a time-piece that advances very regularly near four minutes a day, and no other group of stars exhibits, to the naked eye, an observation of time so easily made. How often have we heard our guides exclaim in the savannahs of Venezuela, or in the desert extending from Lima to Truxillo, 'Midnight is past, the Cross begins to bend!
Page 194 - CHILD, amidst the flowers at play, While the red light fades away; Mother, with thine earnest eye Ever following silently ; Father, by the breeze of eve Called thy harvest-work to leave ; Pray! — ere yet the dark hours be, Lift the heart and bend the knee!
Page 188 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
Page 148 - Bring flowers to the shrine where we kneel in prayer — They are nature's offering, their place is there ! They speak of hope to the fainting heart, With a voice of promise they come and part, They sleep in dust through the wintry hours, They break forth in glory. Bring flowers, bright flowers ! THE CRUSADER'S RETURN. " Alas ! the mother that him bare, If she had been in presence there, iln his wan cheeks and sunburnt hair She had not known her child.
Page 340 - OH ! how could Fancy crown with thee, In ancient days, the god of wine, And bid thee at the banquet be, Companion of the vine ? Thy home, wild plant, is where each sound Of revelry hath long been o'er ; Where song's full notes once peal'd around, But now are heard no more.
Page 338 - No more of talk where God or angel guest With man, as with his friend, familiar used To sit indulgent, and with him partake Rural repast...
Page 77 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.