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 ...
'Among many nations was there no King like him.' -Nehemiah, xiii, 26. 'Know ye not that there is a ...
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 ...
In Genoa, when the sunset gaveIts last warm purple to the wave,No sound of war, no voice of fear,Was heard, ...
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 ...
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 ...
Go to the forest-shade, Seek thou the well-known glade,Where, heavy with sweet dew, the violets lie, ...
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 ...
Go forth, for she is gone!With the golden light of her wavy hair,She is gone to the fields of the ...
Thou art no lingerer in monarch's hall,A joy thou art, and a wealth to all!A bearer of hope unto land ...
The heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament showeth his handy-work.Psalm xix. 1. NO cloud obscures the summer ...
Now autumn strews on every plain, His mellow fruits and fertile grain;And laughing plenty, crown'd with sheaves,With purple grapes, and ...
OH! blest art thou, whose steps may roveThrough the green paths of vale and grove,Or, leaving all their charms below, ...
Whither, oh! whither wilt thou wing thy way? What solemn region first upon thy sight Shall break, unveiled for terror ...
On His Birthday, 27 August, 1825.THOU wak'st from happy sleep to play With bounding heart, my boy! Before thee lies ...
A Similar Occasion, 17 September, 1825.Where sucks the bee now? Summer is flying; Leaves on the grass-plot faded are lying; ...
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