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, ...
'Among many nations was there no King like him.' -Nehemiah, xiii, 26. 'Know ye not that there is a ...
Hast thou a scene that is not spreadWith records of thy glory fled?A monument that doth not tellThe tale of ...
…….."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? ...
Fear! I'm a Greek, and how should I fear death?A slave, and wherefore should I dread my freedom?I will not ...
What deep wounds ever clos'd without a scar?The heart's bleed longest, and but heal to wearThat which disfigures it. ...
In Genoa, when the sunset gaveIts last warm purple to the wave,No sound of war, no voice of fear,Was heard, ...
……………….SometimesThe young forgot the lessons they had learnt,And lov'd when they should hate, like thee, Imelda! ~ Italy, a PoemPassa ...
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, ...
My child, my child, thou leav'st me!??"I shall hearThe gentle voice no more that blest mine earWith its first utterance; ...
A sound of music, from amidst the hills,Came suddenly, and died; a fitful soundOf mirth, soon lost in wail.??"Again it ...
A youth went forth to exile, from a homeSuch as to early thought gives images,The longest treasur'd, and most oft ...
There is but one place in the world:-Thither where he lies buried! ...
The champions had come from their fields of war,Over the crests of the billows far,They had brought back the spoils ...
Sweets of the wild! that breathe and bloom, On this lone tow'r, this ivy'd wall;Lend to the gale a ...
Son of the stranger! wouldst thou take O'er yon blue hills thy lonely way, To reach ...
The night-wind shook the tapestry round an ancient palace-room,And torches, as it rose and fell, waved thro' the gorgeous gloom,And ...
Thou'rt gone!–thou'rt slumb'ring low, With the sounding seas above thee; It is but a restless wo, But a ...
And slight, withal, may be the things which bringBack on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ...
There were thick leaves above me and around, And low sweet sighs like those of childhood's sleep,Amidst their dimness, and ...
We saw thee, O stranger, and wept!We look'd for the youth of the sunny glance,Whose step was the fleetest in ...
Sleep 'midst thy banners furl'd!Yes! thou art there, upon thy buckler lying,With the soft wind unfelt around thee sighing,Thou chief ...
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