Records of Woman, with Other PoemsWilliam Blackwood, 1828 - 320 sider |
Fra bogen
Resultater 1-5 af 41
Side 6
... hair Back from thy gallant brow , as thou didst rein Thy courser , turning from that gorgeous train , And fling , methought , thy hunting - spear away , And , lightly graceful in thy green array , Bound to my side ; and we , that met ...
... hair Back from thy gallant brow , as thou didst rein Thy courser , turning from that gorgeous train , And fling , methought , thy hunting - spear away , And , lightly graceful in thy green array , Bound to my side ; and we , that met ...
Side 21
... of the Curiosities of Literature , and forming part of a picture in the " Painted Biography " there described . Jewels flash'd out from her braided hair , Like starry THE BRIDE OF THE GREEK ISLE . 21 The Bride of the Greek Isle,
... of the Curiosities of Literature , and forming part of a picture in the " Painted Biography " there described . Jewels flash'd out from her braided hair , Like starry THE BRIDE OF THE GREEK ISLE . 21 The Bride of the Greek Isle,
Side 22
... hair , Like starry dews midst the roses there ; Pearls on her bosom quivering shone , Heav'd by her heart thro ' its golden zone ; But a brow , as those gems of the ocean pale , Gleam'd from beneath her transparent veil ; Changeful and ...
... hair , Like starry dews midst the roses there ; Pearls on her bosom quivering shone , Heav'd by her heart thro ' its golden zone ; But a brow , as those gems of the ocean pale , Gleam'd from beneath her transparent veil ; Changeful and ...
Side 33
... hair Sway'd by the flames as they rock and flare , And her fragile form to its loftiest height Dilated , as if by the spirit's might , And her eye with an eagle - gladness fraught , — Oh ! could this work be of woman wrought ? Yes ...
... hair Sway'd by the flames as they rock and flare , And her fragile form to its loftiest height Dilated , as if by the spirit's might , And her eye with an eagle - gladness fraught , — Oh ! could this work be of woman wrought ? Yes ...
Side 38
... hair'd child Rang from the greensward round the shelter'd spot , But seem'd unheard ; until at last the boy Rais'd from his heap'd up flowers a glance of joy , And met his father's face : but then a change 38 RECORDS OF WOMAN .
... hair'd child Rang from the greensward round the shelter'd spot , But seem'd unheard ; until at last the boy Rais'd from his heap'd up flowers a glance of joy , And met his father's face : but then a change 38 RECORDS OF WOMAN .
Andre udgaver - Se alle
Almindelige termer og sætninger
ARABELLA STUART art thou beautiful beneath bird bosom bow'd breast breath breeze bright bright land brightly brow cheek child Childe Harold dark dead death deep dream dust dwell earth Eudora Ev'n fair fear floating flowers fount gaze gentle glad glance gleam gloom glow gone grave green grief hair hath haunted heart heaven holy hour human voice hush'd JOANNA BAILLIE joyous leaves light lip's lips lone look'd lov'd lyre MADAME DE STAEL mantle midst mother mournful murmur night o'er pale pass'd pour'd prayer press'd proud RHEIMS rose round Seem'd shade shadow silent silvery sleep smile soft solemn song soul sound spirit stood stream strong sunny sweet sword tears tender thee thine things thou art Thou hast thou wert Thou'rt thought thro tomb tone Twas unto voice wandering wave weep whisper wild wind woman's woods young youth
Populære passager
Side 261 - And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Side 170 - Through glowing orchards forth they peep, Each from its nook of leaves, And fearless there the lowly sleep, As the bird beneath their eaves.
Side 262 - Not as the conqueror comes, They, the true-hearted, came; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame; Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear; — They shook the depths of the desert gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer. Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard, and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free!
Side 243 - Ye clouds that gorgeously repose around the setting sun, Answer ! have ye a home for those whose earthly race is run ? — The bright clouds answered, " We depart, we vanish from the sky ; Ask what is deathless in thy heart for that which cannot die.
Side 169 - THE stately homes of England, How beautiful they stand, Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land ! The deer across their greensward bound Through shade and sunny gleam, And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
Side 163 - Thou hast left sorrow in thy song, A voice not loud, but deep ! The glorious bowers of earth among, How often didst thou weep ! Where couldst thou fix on mortal ground Thy tender thoughts and high ?— Now peace the woman's heart hath found, And joy the poet's eye.
Side 263 - Why had they come to wither there, Away from their childhood's land ? There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth ; There was manhood's brow, serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth. What sought they thus afar ? Bright jewels of the mine ? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war ? They sought a faith's pure shrine ! Ay, call it holy ground, The soil where first they trod ; They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God.
Side 56 - HER hands were clasp'd, her dark eyes raised, The breeze threw back her hair; Up to the fearful wheel she gazed — All that she loved was there. The night was round her clear and cold, The holy heaven above, Its pale stars watching to behold The might of earthly love.
Side 58 - And thou, mine honour'd love and true, Bear on, bear nobly on We have the blessed heaven in view, Whose rest shall soon be won.
Side 300 - One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one ; He lies where pearls lie deep; He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.