Songs, etc, Oplag 309Strahan, 1872 - 157 sider |
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Side 63
... shining ground ; As this pale taper's earthly spark , To yonder argent round ; So shows my soul before the Lamb , My spirit before Thee ; So in mine earthly house I am , To that I hope to be . Break up the heavens , O Lord ! and far ...
... shining ground ; As this pale taper's earthly spark , To yonder argent round ; So shows my soul before the Lamb , My spirit before Thee ; So in mine earthly house I am , To that I hope to be . Break up the heavens , O Lord ! and far ...
Side 64
... the Heavenly Bridegroom waits , To make me pure of sin . The sabbaths of Eternity , One sabbath deep and wide- A light upon the shining sea— The Bridegroom with his bride ! EDWARD GRAY . WEET Emma Moreland of yonder town Met 64.
... the Heavenly Bridegroom waits , To make me pure of sin . The sabbaths of Eternity , One sabbath deep and wide- A light upon the shining sea— The Bridegroom with his bride ! EDWARD GRAY . WEET Emma Moreland of yonder town Met 64.
Side 101
... shining furrow , as thy thoughts in me . Now folds the lily all her sweetness up , And slips into the bosom of the lake : So fold thyself , my dearest , thou , and slip Into my bosom and be lost in me . HEIGHT . ' OME down , O maid ...
... shining furrow , as thy thoughts in me . Now folds the lily all her sweetness up , And slips into the bosom of the lake : So fold thyself , my dearest , thou , and slip Into my bosom and be lost in me . HEIGHT . ' OME down , O maid ...
Side 116
... shining fields , Go not , happy day , Till the maiden yields . Rosy is the West , Rosy is the South , Roses are her cheeks , And a rose her mouth . When the happy Yes Falters from her lips , Pass and blush the news Over glowing ships ...
... shining fields , Go not , happy day , Till the maiden yields . Rosy is the West , Rosy is the South , Roses are her cheeks , And a rose her mouth . When the happy Yes Falters from her lips , Pass and blush the news Over glowing ships ...
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arms aweary bird blow break bride bugle Clara Vere cloth cold coming Crown 8vo dark dead dear death deep door dreary dying Earl echoes Edition Ellen eyes face fair fall fall'n feet fell flow folds thy grave follow golden Gray grow half hand happy hear heard heart heaven hills hither Illustrations King kiss land late leave Let them rave lies light lily live Lord loud Maud moon morn mother move never night o'er Oriana Poems purple Queen rain rest Ring river Rode Roll rose round sails shadow shining Singing sleep Small 8vo SONG South star Swallow sweet sweeter tears tell thee thine thou thought thousand thro tree turn valley Vere de Vere voice Vols wake walk West wheel wild wind wood
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Side 87 - Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Side 125 - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Side 83 - Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps.
Side 105 - RING out wild bells to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Side 85 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Side 59 - AND on her lover's arm she leant, And round her waist she felt it fold, And far across the hills they went In that new world which is the old...
Side 34 - Lady Clara Vere de Vere, Some meeker pupil you must find, For were you queen of all that is, I could not stoop to such a mind. You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more cold to you than I.
Side 100 - Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white; Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk; Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font: The fire-fly wakens: waken thou with me. Now droops the milkwhite peacock like a ghost. And like a ghost she glimmers on to me. Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars, And all thy heart lies open untD me.
Side 134 - What does little birdie say In her nest at peep of day ? Let me fly, says little birdie, Mother, let me fly away. Birdie, rest a little longer, Till the little wings are stronger. So she rests a little longer, Then she flies away. What does little baby say, In her bed at peep of day ? Baby says, like little birdie, Let me rise and fly away.
Side 118 - For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die.