Briefe an eine deutsche Edelfrau über die neuesten englischen DichterHemmerich, 1820 - 741 sider |
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Side 21
... Sweet , " said the Angel , as she gave The gift into his radiant hand , 23 Sweet is our welcome of the Brave Who died thus for their native land . But see , - alas ! -- the crystal bar Of Eden moves not holier far Than ev'n this drop ...
... Sweet , " said the Angel , as she gave The gift into his radiant hand , 23 Sweet is our welcome of the Brave Who died thus for their native land . But see , - alas ! -- the crystal bar Of Eden moves not holier far Than ev'n this drop ...
Side 31
... sweet desires , Mingling the meek and vestal fires Of other worlds with all the bliss , The fond , weak tenderness of this ! A soul too , more than half divine , Where , through some shades of earthly feeling Religion's soften'd glories ...
... sweet desires , Mingling the meek and vestal fires Of other worlds with all the bliss , The fond , weak tenderness of this ! A soul too , more than half divine , Where , through some shades of earthly feeling Religion's soften'd glories ...
Side 37
... sweet life ! thou cling'st invain Now Vengeance ! I am thine again " . Fiercely he broke away , nor stopp'd Nor look'd but from the lattice dropp'd Down , mid the pointed crags beneath , As if he fled from love to death . While pale and ...
... sweet life ! thou cling'st invain Now Vengeance ! I am thine again " . Fiercely he broke away , nor stopp'd Nor look'd but from the lattice dropp'd Down , mid the pointed crags beneath , As if he fled from love to death . While pale and ...
Side 41
... sweet calm ; And every drop the thunder - showers Have left upon the grass and flowers Sparkles , as ' twere that lighting - gem Whose liquid flame is born of them ! When , ' stead of one unchanging breeze , There blow a thousand gentle ...
... sweet calm ; And every drop the thunder - showers Have left upon the grass and flowers Sparkles , as ' twere that lighting - gem Whose liquid flame is born of them ! When , ' stead of one unchanging breeze , There blow a thousand gentle ...
Side 48
... sweet bells Round the waist of some fair Indian dancer is ringing . Or to see it by moonlight , when mellowly shines The light o'er its palaces , gardens and shrines ; When the water - falls gleam like a quick fall of stars . And the ...
... sweet bells Round the waist of some fair Indian dancer is ringing . Or to see it by moonlight , when mellowly shines The light o'er its palaces , gardens and shrines ; When the water - falls gleam like a quick fall of stars . And the ...
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Altona amid Anmuth arms artless Augen beneath Beschreibung Blick blofs breast breath Brief bright Byron child Childe Harold clouds dafs Danebrog dark dear deep departed Dichter düster earth Edinburg Edinburgh Review einsamen Erde erhabenen eyes face fair Flora Macdonald flowers Freude Gedichte Geist gentle Gesang give Grab grave grofsen Hand hath hear heard heart heaven heiligen Herz high Himmel hope hour irländischen Jahre jetzt Kind konnte Lady Morgan Land last leaves Leben lichen Licht Liebe liebliche life light long look Lord Lord Byron love Mädchen Menschen mild Moore Nacht Namen Natur never night o'er Ocean once recal round sagt Scene Scott Seele seem'd seyn sight silent smile soul sound spirit Stolz stood sweet Tage tears thee Theil their thou thought Thränen unsere Vater Verse voice Walter Scott ward waves Welt wieder wild Wind Wogen world
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Side 637 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Side 654 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Side 654 - Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time Calm or convulsed — in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime...
Side 638 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms - the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
Side 653 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals; The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war ; These are thy toys ; and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Side 653 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar : I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet can not all conceal.
Side 376 - O, woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made : When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
Side 375 - Dragged from among the horses feet, With dinted shield, and helmet beat, The falcon-crest and plumage gone, Can that be haughty Marmion ! . . Young Blount his...
Side 219 - He leaped amid a murderous band, And saved from outrage worse than death The Lady of the Land! And how she wept, and...
Side 653 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, — roll? Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...