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... delight to expatiate . MANY of the Pieces have already appeared under dif- ferent signatures in the Guiana Chronicle and Demerara Courier , but the greater portion has never been yet published ; and they are now offered to public notice ...
... delight to expatiate . MANY of the Pieces have already appeared under dif- ferent signatures in the Guiana Chronicle and Demerara Courier , but the greater portion has never been yet published ; and they are now offered to public notice ...
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... delight , One word to cheer him in the fight- And thus with saddened thoughts , forlorn , He woke the echoes of the morn : - NIGHT is decaying , and day is arraying The peaks of the mountain with glory and light ; Starlight is waning ...
... delight , One word to cheer him in the fight- And thus with saddened thoughts , forlorn , He woke the echoes of the morn : - NIGHT is decaying , and day is arraying The peaks of the mountain with glory and light ; Starlight is waning ...
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... delights of life Were lost amid the direful strife ; While factious YORK ambition fired To gain Old England's throne ... delight To blend with war's ensanguined train The peaceful flow'rets of the plain . Alas ! those roses shed their ...
... delights of life Were lost amid the direful strife ; While factious YORK ambition fired To gain Old England's throne ... delight To blend with war's ensanguined train The peaceful flow'rets of the plain . Alas ! those roses shed their ...
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... delight To speak of ARTHUR'S fame and might , How when the tide of battle rolled Against his King , his arm controlled Upon St. Alban's bloody field The rush of war , which backward reeled Till darkness o'er that plain of woe Shed her ...
... delight To speak of ARTHUR'S fame and might , How when the tide of battle rolled Against his King , his arm controlled Upon St. Alban's bloody field The rush of war , which backward reeled Till darkness o'er that plain of woe Shed her ...
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... delight ; But with a brow as dark as night , With upright gait , but visage dim- As tho ' the ample lands to him Gave more of pleasure and of pride , Than did his gentle timid bride . And how did she the bridegroom meet- Did smile of ...
... delight ; But with a brow as dark as night , With upright gait , but visage dim- As tho ' the ample lands to him Gave more of pleasure and of pride , Than did his gentle timid bride . And how did she the bridegroom meet- Did smile of ...
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AGNES amid anguish arrayed ARTHUR balmy banner battle beam beauty beneath bitter bloom breast breathe bright bring brow calm cheek cheer CLIFFORD's CLIFFORD's tower clouds dark death decay deep delight DEMERARA dew-drops DIRGE E'en early earth fade faint fairy falchions fame farewell feelings flowers gallant band gaze gentle gladness gloom glory grief hath heard Heaven holy hopes laurel wreath life's light lonely look of love lour lyre maiden rest mem'ry merry England mirth moonlight morning mourn neath night o'er ocean pain pale path peace perchance perfume placid plain pleasures pow'r pride pure Queen reigns reigns o'er rill scene seems shed shine shone silent sleep smile sorrow soul spirit splendour star strife tears thee thine thou thoughts thro Tis sweet tomb transient vale vanished VESPER HOUR visage voice wake warrior weary ween wings withered young heart youth
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Page 59 - OFT, in the stilly night, Ere Slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me ; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus, in the stilly night...
Page 67 - Scarce seen, but with fresh bitterness imbued ; And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music, — summer's eve — or spring, A flower — the wind — the Ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound ; XXIV.
Page 48 - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Page 56 - O, that the slave had forty thousand lives ! One is too poor, too weak for my revenge. Now do I see 'tis true. Look here, lago ; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven : 'Tis gone. Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell ! Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne To tyrannous hate ! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught, For 'tis of aspics
Page 89 - Where the wicked cease from troubling And the weary are at rest !