The Poetical Works of Hemans, Heber, and PollokJ. Grigg, 1833 - Всего страниц: 470 |
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... sword , which , red with heathen gore , A giant spoil , the stripling champion bore ; By him , the chief to farthest India known , The mighty master of the iv'ry throne ; ( 23 ) In heaven's own strength , high towering o'er her foes ...
... sword , which , red with heathen gore , A giant spoil , the stripling champion bore ; By him , the chief to farthest India known , The mighty master of the iv'ry throne ; ( 23 ) In heaven's own strength , high towering o'er her foes ...
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... sword in vain . Still o'er her sky the clouds of anger roll , And God's revenge hangs heavy on her soul . Yet shall she rise ; -but not by war restored , Not built in murder , -planted by the sword . Yes , Salem , thou shalt rise : thy ...
... sword in vain . Still o'er her sky the clouds of anger roll , And God's revenge hangs heavy on her soul . Yet shall she rise ; -but not by war restored , Not built in murder , -planted by the sword . Yes , Salem , thou shalt rise : thy ...
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... sword . The invasions of the civilized parts of Asia by the Arabian and Turkish Mahometans . Note 41 , page 4 , col . 1 . The wandering hermit waked the storm of war . Note 44 , page 4 , col . 1 . By northern Brenn , or Scythian Timur ...
... sword . The invasions of the civilized parts of Asia by the Arabian and Turkish Mahometans . Note 41 , page 4 , col . 1 . The wandering hermit waked the storm of war . Note 44 , page 4 , col . 1 . By northern Brenn , or Scythian Timur ...
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... sword . Oh ! yet , I deemed , that Fate , by justice led , Might wreathe once more the veteran's silver head ; That Europe's ancient pride would yet disdain The cumbrous sceptre of a single reign ; That conscious right would tenfold ...
... sword . Oh ! yet , I deemed , that Fate , by justice led , Might wreathe once more the veteran's silver head ; That Europe's ancient pride would yet disdain The cumbrous sceptre of a single reign ; That conscious right would tenfold ...
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... sword . Now , nerved with hope , their night of slavery past , Each heart beats high in freedom's buxom blast ; Lo ! Conquest calls , and beck'ning from afar , Uplifts his laurel wreath , and waves them on to war . Heard by that shore ...
... sword . Now , nerved with hope , their night of slavery past , Each heart beats high in freedom's buxom blast ; Lo ! Conquest calls , and beck'ning from afar , Uplifts his laurel wreath , and waves them on to war . Heard by that shore ...
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The Poetical Works of Hemans, Heber and Pollok Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans,Reginald Heber Полный просмотр - 1831 |
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Стр. 280 - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm — A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though childlike form.
Стр. 11 - Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God.
Стр. 271 - O'er each fair sleeping brow ; She had each folded flower in sight, — Where are those dreamers now ? One, 'midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream is laid, — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade.
Стр. 11 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning ! Dawn on our darkness and lend us Thine aid ! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid ! <#irst Sunbag after %ip|rang.— No.
Стр. 11 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Стр. 280 - Say, Father, say, If yet my task is done!" He knew not that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son. "Speak, Father!" once again he cried, "If I may yet be gone!
Стр. 2 - And I saw no temple therein: for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are the temple of it. And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.
Стр. 10 - The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave, Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong; Who follows in His train?
Стр. 21 - Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee, Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb ; The Saviour has passed through its portals before thee, And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom.
Стр. 264 - There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth; There was manhood's brow serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth.