Friendship's Offering: A Literary Album. L.Thomas Kibble Hervey L. Relfe, 1826 - 13 sider |
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... . " Am I , too , in Arcadia ? " by BERNARD BARTON 45 47 The Dream : a Tale , by MISS ROBERTS ... ... ... ... ... 49 Questions and Answers , by JAMES MONTGOMERY , Esq . 60 Page . .. 62 Discretion the better part of Valour.
... . " Am I , too , in Arcadia ? " by BERNARD BARTON 45 47 The Dream : a Tale , by MISS ROBERTS ... ... ... ... ... 49 Questions and Answers , by JAMES MONTGOMERY , Esq . 60 Page . .. 62 Discretion the better part of Valour.
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... Tale ... To the Picture of a Dead Girl , by T. K. HERVEY ......... 106 109 135 Rosamund Gray : a Fragment , by BARRY CORNWALL , Esq . 138 Sapphics , from Cassimir Sarbievius , by J. BoWRING , Esq ... 139 Ode to the Turtle , by W. From ...
... Tale ... To the Picture of a Dead Girl , by T. K. HERVEY ......... 106 109 135 Rosamund Gray : a Fragment , by BARRY CORNWALL , Esq . 138 Sapphics , from Cassimir Sarbievius , by J. BoWRING , Esq ... 139 Ode to the Turtle , by W. From ...
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... Tale , by L. E. L ............... Stanzas for Music , by the Rev. THOMAS DALE The Two Hussars : a Tale , by MISS ROBERTS 177 178 180 ...... 181 183 185 191 193 The Love of God : Two Sonnets , by the Rev. H. H. MILMAN . 206 Verses to the ...
... Tale , by L. E. L ............... Stanzas for Music , by the Rev. THOMAS DALE The Two Hussars : a Tale , by MISS ROBERTS 177 178 180 ...... 181 183 185 191 193 The Love of God : Two Sonnets , by the Rev. H. H. MILMAN . 206 Verses to the ...
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... Tale , by MISS ROBERTS .. 284 286 287 The Dead Trumpeter , by T. K. HERVEY 303 Cœur de Lion's Adieu to Palestine .... 305 Written at Silchester , the ancient Calleva , by the Rev. W. L. BOWLES 308 The Last Wish , by F. H. ...
... Tale , by MISS ROBERTS .. 284 286 287 The Dead Trumpeter , by T. K. HERVEY 303 Cœur de Lion's Adieu to Palestine .... 305 Written at Silchester , the ancient Calleva , by the Rev. W. L. BOWLES 308 The Last Wish , by F. H. ...
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... our hopes . But these are nothing - though they waste the heart- To when one single sorrow , like the rod , The serpent rod , has swallowed up the rest . Her history was on every lip ; they told , At first , a common tale ; -she loved ,
... our hopes . But these are nothing - though they waste the heart- To when one single sorrow , like the rod , The serpent rod , has swallowed up the rest . Her history was on every lip ; they told , At first , a common tale ; -she loved ,
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Friendship's Offering: A Literary Album (Classic Reprint) Thomas K. Hervey Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2015 |
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agony arms beauty beneath BERNARD BARTON bosom breast breath bright brow Charles North charm cheek clouds cold Constance countenance dark dead death deep dogs dream earth eyes face fair father fear feel Ferhaud flowers flowing tear garden gaze gentle GLASTONBURY ABBEY glowing grace grave grief hand happiness hath head heard heart heaven hope horse hour Khosroo king king of Bohemia lady LADY CAROLINE LAMB laugh light lips live lonely look Lord LORD BYRON lover Marian Martin Jansens Molch monarch morning ness never night o'er once pale passed pedlar Pierre Pine Hollow Reichter Robert Shirley rose scene Scottish lassie Seaforth seemed shade Shah Abbas Shirene sigh sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spot stranger sweet tale tears thee thine thing THOMAS DALE thou art thought Timanthe trembling voice wanderer wild woman wood young youth
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Side 393 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Side 394 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember...
Side 394 - The lilacs where the robin built, And where my brother set The laburnum on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis...
Side 33 - I'll dream away an hour or twain, still gazing on thy form As it flashes through the baser crowd, like lightning through a storm; And I, perhaps, shall touch thy hand, and share thy looks of glee, And for once, my Scottish lassie, dance a giddy dance with thee...
Side 32 - Here's to thee, my Scottish lassie ! — though I know that not for me Is thine eye so bright, thy form so light, and thy step so firm and free ; Though thou, with cold and careless looks, wilt often pass me by, Unconscious of my swelling heart, and of my wistful eye; Though thou wilt wed some Highland love, nor waste one thought on me, — Here's a health, my Scottish lassie ! here's a hearty health to thee ! Here's to thee, my Scottish lassie!
Side 88 - ... mark the sufferings of the babe That cannot speak its woe ; To see the infant tears gush forth, Yet know not why they flow ; To meet the meek, uplifted eye, That fain would ask relief, Yet can but tell of agony, — This is a mother's grief.
Side 167 - Unsheltered else, and many an ample port, Repel the assailing storm ; and where his roads In beautiful and sinuous line far seen, Wind with the vale, and win the long ascent, Now o'er the deep morass sustained, and now Across ravine, or glen, or estuary, Opening a passage through the wilds subdued.
Side 355 - When the ear heard me, then it blessed me; and when the eye saw me, it gave witness to me: Because I delivered the poor that cried, and the fatherless, and him that had none to help him. The blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon me: and I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy.
Side 65 - But all is silent now ! silent the bell, That, heard from yonder ivied turret high, Warned the cowled brother from his midnight cell ; Silent the...
Side 391 - Shine in the light, that streaks the sev'ring clouds, Bid her speed on, and greet her with a song : — Go, beautiful and gentle Dove, — But whither wilt thou go ? For though the clouds ride high above, How sad and waste is all below ! The wife of Shem, a moment to her breast Held the poor bird, and kiss'd it.