The Abencerrage : Canto II. (Felicia Dorothea Hemans Poems)
Fair land! of chivalry the old domain,Land of the vine and olive, lovely Spain!Though not for thee with classic shores ...
Fair land! of chivalry the old domain,Land of the vine and olive, lovely Spain!Though not for thee with classic shores ...
Lonely and still are now thy marble halls,Thou fair Alhambra! there the feast is o'er;And with the murmur of thy ...
LAND of departed fame! whose classic plains Have proudly echo'd to immortal strains; Whose hallow'd soil hath given the great ...
Heroes of elder days! untaught to yield,Who bled for Spain on many an ancient field;Ye, that around the oaken cross ...
Courage was cast about her like a dressOf solemn comeliness,A gathered mind and an untroubled faceDid give her dangers grace. ...
'Midst Tivoli's luxuriant glades,Bright-foaming falls, and olive shades,Where dwelt, in days departed long,The sons of battle and of song,No tree, ...
Hast thou a scene that is not spreadWith records of thy glory fled?A monument that doth not tellThe tale of ...
And is not love in vain, Torture enough without a living tomb? ...
Fear! I'm a Greek, and how should I fear death?A slave, and wherefore should I dread my freedom?I will not ...
Tell me no more, no moreOf my soul's lofty gifts! Are they not vainTo quench its haunting thirst for happiness?Have ...
Thy foes had girt thee with their dead array,O stately Alexandra! — yet the soundOf mirth and music, at the ...
She knelt in prayer. A stream of sunset fellThro' the stain'd window of her lonely cell,And with its rich, deep, ...
Nor look nor tone revealeth aughtSave woman's quietness of thought;And yet around her is a lightOf inward majesty and might. ...
To die for what we love! Oh! there is powerIn the true heart, and pride, and joy, for this;It is ...
A sound of music, from amidst the hills,Came suddenly, and died; a fitful soundOf mirth, soon lost in wail.??"Again it ...
The Troubadour o'er many a plainHath roamed unwearied, but in vain.O'er many a rugged mountain-scene And forest wild his track ...
A WAIL was heard around the bed, the death-bed of the young,Amidst her tears the Funeral Chant a mournful mother ...
There was music on the midnight;From a royal fane it roll'd,And a mighty bell, each pause between,Sternly and slowly toll'd.Strange ...
The night-wind shook the tapestry round an ancient palace-room,And torches, as it rose and fell, waved thro' the gorgeous gloom,And ...
Rest pilgrim, rest!—thou'rt from the Syrian land,Thou'rt from the wild and wondrous east, I knowBy the long-withered palm-branch in thy ...
Ring, joyous chords!—ring out again!A swifter still, and a wilder strain!They are here—the fair face and the careless heart,And stars ...
He sat in silence on the ground, The old and haughty Czar;Lonely, tho' princes girt him round, And leaders of ...
Thou giv'st me flowers, thou giv'st me songs; bring backThe love that I have lost!WHAT wak'st thou, Spring? sweet voices ...
Thy heart is in the upper world, where fleet the chamois bounds;Thy heart is where the mountain-fir shakes to the ...
I stood beside thy lowly grave; Spring-odours breath'd around, And music, in the river-wave, Pass'd with a lulling ...
My father's house once more,In its own moonlight beauty! yet around,Something, amidst the dewy calm profound,Broods, never marked before!Is it ...
Fount of the woods! thou art hid no more,From Heaven's clear eye, as in time of yore!For the roof hath ...
Thou art no lingerer in monarch's hall,A joy thou art, and a wealth to all!A bearer of hope unto land ...
Thou thing of years departed! What ages have gone by,Since here the mournful seal was set By love and agony! ...
Thine is a strain to read among the hills, The old and full of voices;??"by the source Of some free ...
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