Twilight Hours: A Legacy of VerseStrahan, 1868 - 300 pagina's |
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Pagina xi
... bears my soul upon its wings to thee ! O mother mine , at last thy son is free ! ' " The lips kept mute so long for her dear sake * Unclosed at length ; it was her name they spake : Then , closed in sculptured beauty , were at rest ...
... bears my soul upon its wings to thee ! O mother mine , at last thy son is free ! ' " The lips kept mute so long for her dear sake * Unclosed at length ; it was her name they spake : Then , closed in sculptured beauty , were at rest ...
Pagina xxi
... bear . I was just longing for some moral caustic to apply to set me right , when , after the bountiful fashion of Heaven , came instead the sweet and whole- some manna of encouragement . " * * * " I cannot criticise this work . It is a ...
... bear . I was just longing for some moral caustic to apply to set me right , when , after the bountiful fashion of Heaven , came instead the sweet and whole- some manna of encouragement . " * * * " I cannot criticise this work . It is a ...
Pagina 25
... bear it , if they hear Only the cry that one whole city sends ! Hope writhing in the tyrant grasp of Fear , The wail of woe that never turns nor ends . Only a woman suffering alone , Only the rain for A FACE SEEN AT A WINDOW.
... bear it , if they hear Only the cry that one whole city sends ! Hope writhing in the tyrant grasp of Fear , The wail of woe that never turns nor ends . Only a woman suffering alone , Only the rain for A FACE SEEN AT A WINDOW.
Pagina 59
... Bear anything . Stung into sudden life , I rose , And found my cousins ' neath a fallen beam , That , falling , sheltered them from all but death ; Crowned with the roses from the broken vase , They lay , a sleeping king and queen , at ...
... Bear anything . Stung into sudden life , I rose , And found my cousins ' neath a fallen beam , That , falling , sheltered them from all but death ; Crowned with the roses from the broken vase , They lay , a sleeping king and queen , at ...
Pagina 89
... are not we ; Let him despair who can . " And then our dying hope sprang up , Like lion from its lair ; It caught the traitor , Fear , and slew , And left us strong to bear . 89 The daylight came ; we sighted land ; 66 The.
... are not we ; Let him despair who can . " And then our dying hope sprang up , Like lion from its lair ; It caught the traitor , Fear , and slew , And left us strong to bear . 89 The daylight came ; we sighted land ; 66 The.
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Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Agnes Andromache angel Baal birds blessing blind breeze bright brother brow burning burning lake calm child Christ in heaven clouds swing coast-guard Cophetua crimson darkness darling dear dearest death deep despair dream dumb dying evermore evil eyes fair fairy faithful fear feet flowers foolish song forward cast Gloriana gone Good-bye Gregory hand hands fast hath hear heart Holy Father king kiss knew light lips live look Lord love doth love is dead Margaret Minnie Connor moan mother Mother of Jesu mountain MOUNTAIN PASSES never night o'er once pain pray PRYNNES rain repent RITORNELLO shadow shining sing sleep smile softly song sorrow and sighing soul sound of sunshine stood strange strength sweet tears tell tender thine things thou hast thought twas unto VESUVIUS wait wandering weary weep wind ye cannot bear
Populaire passages
Pagina 124 - That the strongest wander farthest and most hopelessly are lost? That the mark of rank in nature is capacity for pain, And the anguish of the singer makes the sweetness of the strain ? "I have many things to tell you, but ye cannot bear them now.
Pagina 288 - Not so, not so, no load of woe Need bring despairing frown : For while we bear it, we can bear, Past that, we lay it down.
Pagina 78 - The land is ours, the foe is ours, now rest, my men," he said. But while he spoke there came a band of foot-sore, panting men: " The latest prisoner, my lord, we took him in the glen, And left behind dead hostages that we would come again." The victor spoke : " Thou, Persian dog ! hast cost more lives than thine. That was thy will, and thou shouldst die full thrice, if I had mine. Dost know thy fate, thy just reward ? " The Persian bent his head, " I know both sides of victory, and only grieve,"...
Pagina 150 - I knew not when my life was good, And when there was a light upon my path, But turned my soul perversely to the dark — O Lord, I do repent.
Pagina 151 - Because Thou hast borne with me all this while, Hast smitten me with love until I weep, Hast called me as a mother calls her child — O Lord...
Pagina 79 - and while I live, I fight; So, see you to your victory, for 'tis undone this night ; Omar, the worthy, battle fair is but thy god-like right.
Pagina 67 - Heaven," your mother said softly. And Susie sighed "So far away!" — Tis nearer, Will, now to us all. It is strange how that fellow sleeps ! stranger still that his sleep should haunt me; If I could but command his face, to make sure of the lesser ill : I will crawl to his side and see, for what should there be to daunt me ? What there ? what there...