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... arms we shall sleep ! " He knew not they were dead . For them no father to the ship shall with the morning come ; For them no mother's loving arms are spread to take them home : Meanwhile the cabin - passengers in dreams of pleasure ...
... arms we shall sleep ! " He knew not they were dead . For them no father to the ship shall with the morning come ; For them no mother's loving arms are spread to take them home : Meanwhile the cabin - passengers in dreams of pleasure ...
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... arms around , And draws me to his breast , To kiss the poor , blind , helpless girl He says he loves the best . ' Tis then I ponder unknown things , — It may be , weep or sigh , — And think how glorious it must be To meet affection's ...
... arms around , And draws me to his breast , To kiss the poor , blind , helpless girl He says he loves the best . ' Tis then I ponder unknown things , — It may be , weep or sigh , — And think how glorious it must be To meet affection's ...
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... arms , and in pity brought thee home : A blessed day for thee ! then whither wouldst thou roan ? A faithful nurse thou hast ; the dam that did thee yean Upon the mountain - tops no kinder could have been . Thou know'st that twice a day ...
... arms , and in pity brought thee home : A blessed day for thee ! then whither wouldst thou roan ? A faithful nurse thou hast ; the dam that did thee yean Upon the mountain - tops no kinder could have been . Thou know'st that twice a day ...
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... arms Downward again to that dear earth , From which the life which fills and warms Its grateful being once had birth . And thus , though wooed by flattering friends , And fed with fame - if fame it be- This heart , my own dear mother ...
... arms Downward again to that dear earth , From which the life which fills and warms Its grateful being once had birth . And thus , though wooed by flattering friends , And fed with fame - if fame it be- This heart , my own dear mother ...
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... not wept , But well our gushing hearts might say , That there a mother slept ! For her pale arms a babe had pressed With such a wreathing grasp , C 58 Billows had dashed o'er that fond breast , Yet ENGLISH POETRY . 57 The Wreck,
... not wept , But well our gushing hearts might say , That there a mother slept ! For her pale arms a babe had pressed With such a wreathing grasp , C 58 Billows had dashed o'er that fond breast , Yet ENGLISH POETRY . 57 The Wreck,
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angels ANON arms beam beautiful bend beneath BERNARD BARTON bird bless brave breast breath bright bright land brow cheer Cheviot's Chevy Chase child Christmas home cold cried dark dead dear dear Jessy dew-drops dying Earl Douglas Earl Percy earth ELIZA COOK Excelsior face fair Farewell father Father Winter flowers foam glory grave green hand hath hear heard heart heaven HEMANS homes of England land leaves light look Lord loved band MELROSE ABBEY morn mother never night nought o'er pale passed peace poor pray prayer rest river Dee Rob Roy round shroud sigh sing singing bee sleep smile song soon soul Speak gently spring STAFFA star storm sweet tears tell thee There's thine things thou art Thou hast thought tree Twas Tyrol voice wave weary weep wild wind wing
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Page 79 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior! His brow was sad; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior...
Page 84 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Page 83 - Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.
Page 139 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Page 81 - I Remember I remember, I remember, The house where I was born ; The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day ; But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away...
Page 80 - In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright; Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan, Excelsior! "Try not the pass!
Page 141 - Percy present word He would prevent his sport. The English Earl, not fearing that, Did to the woods resort With fifteen hundred bowmen bold, All chosen men of might, Who knew full well in time of need To aim their shafts aright.
Page 173 - ... sounding ; Caught up to meet Him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding ; No gloomy fears their souls dismay ; His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet Him.
Page 66 - But still, as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men — Their trampling sounded nearer. ' O haste thee, haste ! ' the lady cries, ' Though tempests round us gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.
Page 83 - Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts that roam over the plain, My form with indifference see, They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.