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 ...
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 ...
'Among many nations was there no King like him.' -Nehemiah, xiii, 26. 'Know ye not that there is a ...
No cloud to dim the splendour of the dayWhich breaks o'er Naples and her lovely bay,And lights that brilliant sea ...
What deep wounds ever clos'd without a scar?The heart's bleed longest, and but heal to wearThat which disfigures it. ...
Tell me no more, no moreOf my soul's lofty gifts! Are they not vainTo quench its haunting thirst for happiness?Have ...
In Genoa, when the sunset gaveIts last warm purple to the wave,No sound of war, no voice of fear,Was heard, ...
THRONE of expression! whence the spirit's rayPours forth so oft the light of mental day,Where fancy's fire, affection's melting beam,Thought, ...
SUBLIME is thy prospect, thou proud-rolling Ocean, And Fancy surveys thee with solemn delight;When thy mountainous billows are wild ...
The sea-bird's wing, o'er ocean's breast Shoots like a glancing star,While the red radiance of the west Spreads kindling fast ...
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