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Side 72
... sound proceeding . So stream the waves of Song , out - pouring Through fountains hid from man's exploring . Leagued with those awful powers that wind The thread of life - a silent band- Who can the minstrel's charm unbind ? His strains ...
... sound proceeding . So stream the waves of Song , out - pouring Through fountains hid from man's exploring . Leagued with those awful powers that wind The thread of life - a silent band- Who can the minstrel's charm unbind ? His strains ...
Side 81
... sound I hear ; Nay even the slight impression is effaced That once upon my worldly heart they traced . Oh ! when a thought from Heaven's bright radiance glances , It lessens distance ! as the soul advances , How beam the thoughts ...
... sound I hear ; Nay even the slight impression is effaced That once upon my worldly heart they traced . Oh ! when a thought from Heaven's bright radiance glances , It lessens distance ! as the soul advances , How beam the thoughts ...
Side 82
... sounds remain ; To frame its tones my mouth essays in vain . My body flex'd in prayer , As senseless to the cold or heat As e'en these flint stones are , Here trodden by my naked feet . And yet the soul of prayer is vaster grown , That ...
... sounds remain ; To frame its tones my mouth essays in vain . My body flex'd in prayer , As senseless to the cold or heat As e'en these flint stones are , Here trodden by my naked feet . And yet the soul of prayer is vaster grown , That ...
Side 89
... sound of music touch'd mine ears , or rather Indeed , entranced my soul : As I stole nearer , Invited by the melody , I saw This youth , this fair - faced youth , upon his lute , With strains of strange variety and harmony , Proclaiming ...
... sound of music touch'd mine ears , or rather Indeed , entranced my soul : As I stole nearer , Invited by the melody , I saw This youth , this fair - faced youth , upon his lute , With strains of strange variety and harmony , Proclaiming ...
Side 90
... sound , Amethus , ' tis much easier to believe That such they were , than hope to hear again . Amet . How did the ... sounds : which , when her warbling throat Fail'd in , for grief , down dropp'd she on his lute , And brake her heart ...
... sound , Amethus , ' tis much easier to believe That such they were , than hope to hear again . Amet . How did the ... sounds : which , when her warbling throat Fail'd in , for grief , down dropp'd she on his lute , And brake her heart ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON BARRY CORNWALL beams beauty beneath bird bless bloom blue breast breath bright brow calm CHARLES LAMB CHARLES MACKAY child clouds dark dead dear death deep doth dream drop dwell earth EBENEZER ELLIOTT evermore eyes fair flowers gaze gentle GERALD MASSEY gleams glory golden country green hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven hills holy hour John Brown kiss land light lips live maiden Mont Blanc moon morning mountain nature's night nought o'er old Saxon pass'd peterel poem poet rill river Lee ROBERT SOUTHEY rose round seem'd shade shadows shining shore sigh silent sing sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stream summer sweet SYDNEY DOBELL tears tell thee thine things thou art thought trees turn'd Twas voice wander wave weep wild wind wings
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Side 159 - O'er other creatures : yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems, And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best...
Side 173 - YES! in the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone.
Side 87 - How wonderful is Death, Death and his brother Sleep ! One, pale as yonder waning moon With lips of lurid blue ; The other, rosy as the morn When throned on ocean's wave It blushes o'er the world : Yet both so passing wonderful...
Side 384 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Side 383 - The path of duty was the way to glory : He that walks it, only thirsting For the right, and learns to deaden Love of self, before his journey closes, He shall find the stubborn thistle bursting Into glossy purples, which outredden All voluptuous garden-roses. Not once or twice in our fair island-story, He, that ever following her commands, On with toil of heart and knees and hands, Thro...
Side 272 - Long, sparkling aisles of steel-stemmed trees Bending to counterfeit a breeze; Sometimes the roof no fretwork knew But silvery mosses that downward grew; Sometimes it was carved in sharp relief With quaint arabesques...
Side 217 - Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell? Before the sun, Before the heavens, thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless Infinite!
Side 95 - Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.
Side 193 - Wanderers in that happy valley Through two luminous windows saw Spirits moving musically, To a lute's well-tuned law, Round about a throne where, sitting, "Porphyrogene, In state his glory well befitting, The ruler of the realm was seen.
Side 383 - And all the rule, one empire: only add Deeds to thy knowledge answerable; add faith, Add virtue, patience, temperance; add love, By name to come call'd charity, the soul Of all the rest: then wilt thou not be loath To leave this Paradise, but shalt possess A paradise within thee, happier far.