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... wandering through the Golden Maze " Merrily every bosom boundeth . The Tyrolese Song Remember the Time . 317 318 • 318 The Castilian Maid · · 319 Oh , soon return Love thee One Dear Smile The Day of Love • 319 • 320 320 321 Fanny ...
... wandering through the Golden Maze " Merrily every bosom boundeth . The Tyrolese Song Remember the Time . 317 318 • 318 The Castilian Maid · · 319 Oh , soon return Love thee One Dear Smile The Day of Love • 319 • 320 320 321 Fanny ...
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... wandering , Enriched by every pilgrim brook that shines With relics from Buchara's ruby mines , And lending to the Caspian half its strength , In the cold Lake of Eagles sinks at length ; - There , on the banks of that bright river born ...
... wandering , Enriched by every pilgrim brook that shines With relics from Buchara's ruby mines , And lending to the Caspian half its strength , In the cold Lake of Eagles sinks at length ; - There , on the banks of that bright river born ...
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... wandering bark , upon whose pathway shone All stars of heaven , except the guiding one ! Again she smiled , nay , much and brightly smiled , But ' twas a lustre strange , unreal , wild ; And when she sung to her lute's touching strain ...
... wandering bark , upon whose pathway shone All stars of heaven , except the guiding one ! Again she smiled , nay , much and brightly smiled , But ' twas a lustre strange , unreal , wild ; And when she sung to her lute's touching strain ...
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... wander where I will- It is for thee , for thee alone I seek The paths of glory ; to light up thy cheek With warm approval - in that gentle look To read my praise , as in an angel's book , And think all toils rewarded , when from thee I ...
... wander where I will- It is for thee , for thee alone I seek The paths of glory ; to light up thy cheek With warm approval - in that gentle look To read my praise , as in an angel's book , And think all toils rewarded , when from thee I ...
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... wandering With her from Saba's bowers , in whose bright eyes He read that to be blest is to be wise ; + - Here fond Zuleika ‡ woos with open arms The Hebrew boy , who flies from her young charms , Yet , flying , turns to gaze , and ...
... wandering With her from Saba's bowers , in whose bright eyes He read that to be blest is to be wise ; + - Here fond Zuleika ‡ woos with open arms The Hebrew boy , who flies from her young charms , Yet , flying , turns to gaze , and ...
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Page 328 - The harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts, that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells; The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives, Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still...
Page 372 - Therefore, behold, the days come, saith the Lord, that it shall no more be called Tophet, nor the valley of the son of Hinnom, but the valley of Slaughter ; for they shall bury in Tophet, till there be no place.
Page 345 - She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing : But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.
Page 56 - Go, wing thy flight from star to star, From world to luminous world, as far As the universe spreads its flaming wall : Take all the pleasures of all the spheres, And multiply each through endless years, One minute of Heaven is worth them all...
Page 299 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime, Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn.2 Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near, and the daylight's past!
Page 57 - Nymph of a fair, but erring line ! " Gently he said — "One hope is thine. Tis written in the Book of Fate, The Peri yet may be forgiven Who brings to this Eternal Gate The Gift that is most dear to Heaven ! Go, seek it, and redeem thy sin— 'Tis sweet to let the Pardon'd in ! " Rapidly as comets run To th...
Page 27 - There's a bower of roses by BENDEMEER'S§ stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
Page 373 - But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way. So grant me, GOD, from every care And stain of passion free, Aloft, through Virtue's purer air, To hold my course to Thee ! No sin to cloud, no lure to stay My Soul, as home she springs ; — Thy Sunshine on her joyful way, Thy Freedom in her wings ! FALLEN IS THY THRONE.
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Page 374 - Come, brightly wafting through the gloom, Our peace-branch from above? Then sorrow, touched by Thee, grows bright With more than rapture's ray, As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day.