The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth CenturyJ. Sharpe, 1830 - 360 páginas |
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... glow of youth is o'er ; And I , as once I felt and dream'd , must feel and dream no more ; Though the world , with all its frosts and storms , has chill'd my soul at last , And genius , with the foodful looks of youthful friend- ship ...
... glow of youth is o'er ; And I , as once I felt and dream'd , must feel and dream no more ; Though the world , with all its frosts and storms , has chill'd my soul at last , And genius , with the foodful looks of youthful friend- ship ...
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... glowing on her breast , Fresh from the dewy hawthorn bower That look'd upon the golden west ! She snatch'd thee from thy sacred shrine , — A brighter fate she scarce could doom thee , -— And bade a poet's wreath be thine , - His ...
... glowing on her breast , Fresh from the dewy hawthorn bower That look'd upon the golden west ! She snatch'd thee from thy sacred shrine , — A brighter fate she scarce could doom thee , -— And bade a poet's wreath be thine , - His ...
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... glow To renovate each aching sense . No more thy dreams before me pass In swift succession , bright and fair ; And when I would unveil thy glass , Thou show'st me but despair ! And now whene'er I seek the bowers Where fancy led my steps ...
... glow To renovate each aching sense . No more thy dreams before me pass In swift succession , bright and fair ; And when I would unveil thy glass , Thou show'st me but despair ! And now whene'er I seek the bowers Where fancy led my steps ...
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... glow Of the moonlight and starlight , A statue of snow ; And she sings in a voice , That is broken with sighs , As she darts on her lover The light of her eyes . His love - speaking pantomime Tells her his soul- How wild in that sunny ...
... glow Of the moonlight and starlight , A statue of snow ; And she sings in a voice , That is broken with sighs , As she darts on her lover The light of her eyes . His love - speaking pantomime Tells her his soul- How wild in that sunny ...
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... glowing red , And red were the wings of the autumn sky ; But a redder gleam Rose from the stream That dabbled my feet , as I glided by ! " Owl ! that lovest the stormy sky ! Speak , oh ! speak ! — What crimson'd thy beak , And hung on ...
... glowing red , And red were the wings of the autumn sky ; But a redder gleam Rose from the stream That dabbled my feet , as I glided by ! " Owl ! that lovest the stormy sky ! Speak , oh ! speak ! — What crimson'd thy beak , And hung on ...
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ALARIC art thou beauty beneath billows bird blue bosom bower breast breath bright brow calm cheek cloud cold dark dead death deep doth dream e'en earth fair fame fancy crown feel fled flowers gaze gentle gleam glory glow gone grave green grief hath hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre hope hour JOHN MOULTRIE leaves life's light lips lonely look look'd LORD BYRON lute LYRE mirth moon morning mountain murmur N. P. WILLIS ne'er NELL GWYN never night o'er pale pass'd rest rose round Sappho Scottish lassie seem'd shade shine shore sigh silent skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stars storm stream summer sweet tears tempest thine thou art thou hast thou wert thought tree Twas Valentine's day voice waking eye wave weep wild wind wings young youth