The Golden LegendTicknor, Reed, and Fields, 1851 - 301 pages |
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... breath from that far - distant shore Comes freshening ever more and more , And wafts o'er intervening seas Sweet odors from the Hesperides ! A wind , that through the corridor Just stirs the curtain , and no more , And , touching the ...
... breath from that far - distant shore Comes freshening ever more and more , And wafts o'er intervening seas Sweet odors from the Hesperides ! A wind , that through the corridor Just stirs the curtain , and no more , And , touching the ...
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... This , O brave physician ! this Is thy great Palingenesis ! Drinks again . THE ANGEL . Touch the goblet no more ! It will make thy heart sore To its very core ! Its perfume is the breath Of the Angel of Death THE GOLDEN LEGEND . 27.
... This , O brave physician ! this Is thy great Palingenesis ! Drinks again . THE ANGEL . Touch the goblet no more ! It will make thy heart sore To its very core ! Its perfume is the breath Of the Angel of Death THE GOLDEN LEGEND . 27.
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Its perfume is the breath Of the Angel of Death , And the light that within it lies Is the flash of his evil eyes . Beware ! O , beware ! For sickness , sorrow , and care All are there ! PRINCE HENRY , sinking ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Its perfume is the breath Of the Angel of Death , And the light that within it lies Is the flash of his evil eyes . Beware ! O , beware ! For sickness , sorrow , and care All are there ! PRINCE HENRY , sinking ...
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... breath away , And which he loved so well of It is of him that I would think . yore ; You shall attend me , when I call , In the ancestral banquet - hall . Unseen companions , guests of air , You cannot wait on , will be there ; They ...
... breath away , And which he loved so well of It is of him that I would think . yore ; You shall attend me , when I call , In the ancestral banquet - hall . Unseen companions , guests of air , You cannot wait on , will be there ; They ...
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... breath . Silent and motionless we lie ; And no one knoweth more than this . I saw our little Gertrude die ; She left off breathing , and no more I smoothed the pillow beneath her head . She was more beautiful than before . Like violets ...
... breath . Silent and motionless we lie ; And no one knoweth more than this . I saw our little Gertrude die ; She left off breathing , and no more I smoothed the pillow beneath her head . She was more beautiful than before . Like violets ...
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50 cents ABBOT ANGEL BELFRY OF BRUGES bells blessed brain breast breath bridge chaunted child Christ Clarence Thomas cloud convent dark dead death deed deep Devil door drink Edited by Longfellow evil eyes face Fastrada fear feet fills flowers FORESTER FRIAR CUTHBERT FRIAR JOHN FRIAR PAUL garden goblet golden GOLDEN LEGEND GOTTLIEB hand hear heard heart heaven Henry of Hoheneck Hirschau holy HUBERT JESUS King light live look Lord loud LUCIFER MARY mystery night o'er ODENWALD pain passion POEMS POETICAL Pray prayer Price 50 Price 75 cents priest PRINCE HENRY RABBI rest Rhuys RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES ring Saint Salern shadow shine silent singing sleep song soul sound stand stone sweet thee thine Thou art thou hast trump of doom TWICE-TOLD TALES unto URMY URSULA Virgin voice Vols walls WALTER wind wine words WRITINGS yonder
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Page 239 - And even as children, who have much offended A too indulgent father, in great shame, Penitent, and yet not daring unattended To go into his presence, at the gate Speak with their sister, and confiding wait Till she goes in before and intercedes; So men, repenting of their evil deeds, And yet not venturing rashly to draw near With their requests an angry father's ear, Offer to her their prayers and their confession, And she for them in heaven makes intercession. And if our faith had given us nothing...
Page 239 - THE INN AT GENOA. A terrace overlooking the sea. Night. PRINCE HENRY. IT is the sea, it is the sea, In all its vague immensity, Fading and darkening in the distance ! Silent, majestical, and slow, The white ships haunt it to and fro, With all their ghostly sails unfurled, As phantoms from...
Page 9 - Not to be cured, yet not incurable ! The only remedy that remains Is the blood that flows from a maiden's veins, \ Who of her own free will shall die, And give her life as the price of yours...
Page 34 - Rose an odor sweet and fragrant Of the wild-flowers and the vagrant Vines that wandered, Seeking the sunshine, round and round. These he heeded not, but pondered On the volume in his hand, A volume of Saint Augustine, Wherein he read of the unseen Splendors of God's great town In the unknown land, And, with his eyes cast down In humility, he said : " I believe, O God. What herein I have read, But alas ! I do not understand...
Page 289 - With sullen heat, As a storm-cloud lurid with lightning. And a cry of lamentation, Repeated and again repeated, Deep and loud As the reverberation Of cloud answering unto cloud, Swells and rolls away in the distance, As if the sheeted Lightning retreated, Baffled and thwarted by the wind's resistance. It is Lucifer, The son of mystery ; And since God suffers him to be, He, too, is God's minister, And labors for some good By us not understood ! SECOND INTERLUDE MARTIN LUTHER A chamber in the Wartburg.
Page 36 - Fall on the golden flagging of the street. And he would fain Have caught the wondrous bird, But strove in vain ; For it flew away, away, Far over hill and dell, And instead of its sweet singing He heard the convent bell Suddenly in the silence ringing For the service of noonday. And he retraced His pathway homeward sadly and in haste.