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... charm his eyes ; They brought the wine , so rich and old , And filled to the brim the cup of gold ; The knight looked down , and the knight looked up , But he carved not the meat , and he drained not the cup . " Ho , ho , " said his ...
... charm his eyes ; They brought the wine , so rich and old , And filled to the brim the cup of gold ; The knight looked down , and the knight looked up , But he carved not the meat , and he drained not the cup . " Ho , ho , " said his ...
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... rich and wide , From his neck the trembling youth untied , And flung it o'er those dangerous charms , The swelling neck , and the rounded arms . Once more he looked , once more he sighed ; 50 LEGEND OF THE TEUFEL - HAUS .
... rich and wide , From his neck the trembling youth untied , And flung it o'er those dangerous charms , The swelling neck , and the rounded arms . Once more he looked , once more he sighed ; 50 LEGEND OF THE TEUFEL - HAUS .
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... charm hath bound thee now : Sir Knight , awake ! " Sir Isumbras , in doubt and dread , From his feverish sleep awoke , And started up from his grassy bed Under the ancient oak . And he called the page who held his spear , And , " Tell ...
... charm hath bound thee now : Sir Knight , awake ! " Sir Isumbras , in doubt and dread , From his feverish sleep awoke , And started up from his grassy bed Under the ancient oak . And he called the page who held his spear , And , " Tell ...
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... : Fling down the wreath ; for sorrow weaves Amid the laurel cypress leaves . Moons waxed and waned ; and you might trace In the captive maiden gradual change ; Ever and ever of form and face Some charm seemed 84 THE BRIDAL OF BELMONT .
... : Fling down the wreath ; for sorrow weaves Amid the laurel cypress leaves . Moons waxed and waned ; and you might trace In the captive maiden gradual change ; Ever and ever of form and face Some charm seemed 84 THE BRIDAL OF BELMONT .
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Winthrop Mackworth Praed. Ever and ever of form and face Some charm seemed fresh and new and strange : Over her cold and colourless cheek The blush of the rose began to glow , And her quickened pulse began to speak Of human bliss and ...
Winthrop Mackworth Praed. Ever and ever of form and face Some charm seemed fresh and new and strange : Over her cold and colourless cheek The blush of the rose began to glow , And her quickened pulse began to speak Of human bliss and ...
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Page 201 - Alack the change ! in vain I look For haunts in which my boyhood trifled: The level lawn, the trickling brook, The trees 1 climbed, the beds I rifled...
Page 164 - I think that friars and their hoods, Their doctrines and their maggots, Have lighted up too many feuds, And far too many faggots ; I think while zealots fast and frown, And fight for two or seven, That there are fifty roads to town, And rather more to Heaven.
Page 199 - Uprose the Reverend Dr. Brown, Uprose the Doctor's winsome marrow; The lady laid her knitting down, Her husband clasped his ponderous Barrow; Whate'er the stranger's caste or creed, Pundit or Papist, saint or sinner, He found a stable for his steed, And welcome for himself, and dinner. If, when he reached his journey's end, And...
Page 37 - ... Till thou wilt gather roses white To wear around its gems of light. Smile, lady, smile ! — I will not see Rivers and Hastings bend the knee, Till those bewitching lips of thine Will bid me rise in bliss from mine. Smile, lady, smile ! — for who would win A loveless throne through guilt and sin, Or who would reign o'er vale and hill, If woman's heart were rebel still...
Page 220 - Where are my friends? I am alone; No playmate shares my beaker: Some lie beneath the churchyard stone, And some — before the Speaker; And some compose a tragedy, And some compose a rondo; And some draw sword for Liberty, And some draw pleas for John Doe. Tom Mill was used to blacken eyes Without the fear of sessions; Charles...
Page 196 - When I heard I was going abroad, love, I thought I was going to die; We walked arm in arm to the road, love, We looked arm in arm to the sky; And I said ' When a foreign postilion Has hurried me off to the Po, Forget not Medora Trevilian : My own Araminta, say
Page 199 - It passed from Mahomet to Moses : Beginning with the laws which keep The planets in their radiant courses, And ending with some precept deep For dressing eels, or shoeing horses.
Page 230 - Miss Manners, who always abused you For talking so much about Hock, And her sister, who often amused you By raving of rebels and Rock; And something which surely would answer, An heiress quite fresh from Bengal ; So, though you were seldom a dancer, You'll dance, just for once, at our Ball.
Page 33 - The Abbot was weary as abbot could be, And he sat down to rest on the stump of a tree: When suddenly rose a dismal tone — Was it a song, or was it a moan ? "Oho!
Page 207 - She sketched; the vale, the wood, the beach, Grew lovelier from her pencil's shading : She botanized; I envied each Young blossom in her boudoir fading: She warbled Handel; it was grand; She made the Catalan! jealous: She touched the organ ; I could stand For hours and hours to blow the bellows.