The Abencerrage : Canto I. (Felicia Dorothea Hemans Poems)
Lonely and still are now thy marble halls,Thou fair Alhambra! there the feast is o'er;And with the murmur of thy ...
Lonely and still are now thy marble halls,Thou fair Alhambra! there the feast is o'er;And with the murmur of thy ...
Heroes of elder days! untaught to yield,Who bled for Spain on many an ancient field;Ye, that around the oaken cross ...
…….."This is to be a mortal,And seek the things beyond mortality!" ~ Manfred.Thy voice prevails — dear friend, my gentle ...
And is not love in vain, Torture enough without a living tomb? ...
Voice of the gifted elder time!Voice of the charm and the Runic rhyme!Speak! from the shades and the depths disclose,How ...
Jeanne d'Arc avait eu la joie de voir ࠃhalons quelques amis de son enfance. Une joie plus ineffable encore l'attendait ...
A WAIL was heard around the bed, the death-bed of the young,Amidst her tears the Funeral Chant a mournful mother ...
The Kaiser feasted in his hall, The red wine mantled high;Banners were trembling on the wall, To the peals of ...
Green wave the oak for ever o'er thy rest, Thou that beneath its crowning foliage sleepest,And, in the stillness of ...
Come near!—ere yet the dustSoil the bright paleness of the settled brow,Look on your brother, and embrace him now, ...
Why wouldst thou leave me, oh! gentle child?Thy home on the mountain is bleak and wild,A straw-roof'd cabin, with lowly ...
The prisoned thrush may brook the cage,The captive eagle dies for rage. Lady of the Lake. 'Twas a trumpet's pealing ...
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