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 ...
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. ...
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. ...
……………….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 ...
In Genoa, when the sunset gaveIts last warm purple to the wave,No sound of war, no voice of fear,Was heard, ...
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. ...
Thou see'st her pictured with her shining hair, (Famed were those tresses in Provencal song,)Half braided, half o'er cheek and ...
To die for what we love! Oh! there is powerIn the true heart, and pride, and joy, for this;It is ...
Fall'n was the House of Giafar; and its name,The high romantic name of Barmecide,A sound forbidden on its own bright ...
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 ...
The Troubadour o'er many a plainHath roamed unwearied, but in vain.O'er many a rugged mountain-scene And forest wild his track ...
Jeanne d'Arc avait eu la joie de voir ࠃhalons quelques amis de son enfance. Une joie plus ineffable encore l'attendait ...
The champions had come from their fields of war,Over the crests of the billows far,They had brought back the spoils ...
A WAIL was heard around the bed, the death-bed of the young,Amidst her tears the Funeral Chant a mournful mother ...
Son of the stranger! wouldst thou take O'er yon blue hills thy lonely way, To reach ...
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 ...
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 ...
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