Poetical Works CompleteCarey & Hart, 1838 - 345 עמודים |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 100
עמוד 10
... hair of the Moorish maid , Like a veil , floating o'er the breast Where tenderly her head was laid ; — And yet her lover's arm was placed Clasping around the graceful waist ; day . They stood on the deck , and the midnight gale Just ...
... hair of the Moorish maid , Like a veil , floating o'er the breast Where tenderly her head was laid ; — And yet her lover's arm was placed Clasping around the graceful waist ; day . They stood on the deck , and the midnight gale Just ...
עמוד 11
... hair ; It seem'd to soothe my troubled breast To drink the quiet evening air . I look'd upon the deep - blue sky , And it was all hope and harmony . Afar I could see the Arno's stream Glorying in the clear moonbeam ; And the shadowy ...
... hair ; It seem'd to soothe my troubled breast To drink the quiet evening air . I look'd upon the deep - blue sky , And it was all hope and harmony . Afar I could see the Arno's stream Glorying in the clear moonbeam ; And the shadowy ...
עמוד 12
... hair ? The winds have scatter'd it . A braid Of the first spring day's golden shade , Waves with the dark plumes on his crest . Fresh colours are upon his breast : The slight blue scarf , of simplest fold , Is changed for one of woven ...
... hair ? The winds have scatter'd it . A braid Of the first spring day's golden shade , Waves with the dark plumes on his crest . Fresh colours are upon his breast : The slight blue scarf , of simplest fold , Is changed for one of woven ...
עמוד 15
... hair is bound , And the robe of her marriage floats white on the ground . Oh ! where is the lover , the bridegroom ? - oh ! where ? Look under yon black pall — the bridegroom is there ! Yet the guests are all bidden , the feast is the ...
... hair is bound , And the robe of her marriage floats white on the ground . Oh ! where is the lover , the bridegroom ? - oh ! where ? Look under yon black pall — the bridegroom is there ! Yet the guests are all bidden , the feast is the ...
עמוד 24
... hair All - all spoke poverty and suffering ! The waves. That mother's arms might fold her child again , The cold world scorn , the cruel smite in vain , And falsehood be remember'd no more , In that calm shelter : -and she might weep o ...
... hair All - all spoke poverty and suffering ! The waves. That mother's arms might fold her child again , The cold world scorn , the cruel smite in vain , And falsehood be remember'd no more , In that calm shelter : -and she might weep o ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
amid art thou beauty beneath bloom blue blush boughs breath bright brow cheek child clouds cold colours CONISTON courser crimson curls dark dark eyes death deep dream earth face fair fairy faithless fear feel fill'd fling flowers flung gather'd gaze gentle glorious Golconda gold golden grave green hair hall hand happiness hath haunted heard heart heaven hope hour leaf LEITRA life's light lonely look look'd love's loveliness lute lyre maiden midnight minstrel Moorish morning Nadira never night o'er pale pass'd past perfume poison'd prayer pride purple rill rose round seem'd shade shadow shadow falls shine shone sigh silent sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring star stood summer sunshine sweet tale tears thee thine thou thought tomb tree turn'd Twas vex'd voice watch'd wave weary weep wild wind wings words young youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 251 - And God heard the voice of the lad; and the angel of God called to Hagar out of heaven, and said unto her, What aileth thee, Hagar? fear not; for God hath heard the voice of the lad where he is.
עמוד 250 - My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Saviour. For he hath regarded the low estate of his handmaiden: for, behold, from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed. For he that is mighty hath done to me great things; and holy is his name.
עמוד 250 - And being warned of God in a dream that they should not return to Herod, they departed into their own country another way. 13 AND when they were departed, behold, the angel of the Lord appeareth to Joseph in a dream, saying, Arise, and take the young child and his mother, and flee into Egypt, and be thou there until I bring thee word : for Herod will seek the young child to destroy him.
עמוד 248 - Ye shall have a song, as in the night when a holy solemnity is kept; and gladness of heart, as when one goeth with a pipe to come into the mountain of the Lord, to the mighty One of Israel.
עמוד 256 - In those days came John the Baptist, preaching in the wilderness of Judea, and saying ; Repent ye ; for the kingdom of heaven is at hand.
עמוד 250 - When he arose, he took the young child and his mother by night, and departed into Egypt : and was there until the death of Herod : that it might be fulfilled which was spoken of the Lord by the prophet, saying, Out of Egypt have I called my son.
עמוד 252 - Then Judas, which had betrayed him, when he saw that he was condemned, repented himself, and brought again the thirty pieces of silver to the chief priests and elders, saying ; I have sinned, in that I have betrayed the innocent blood. And they said ; What is that to us ? See thou to that. And he cast down the pieces of silver in the temple, and departed ; and went and hanged himself.
עמוד 250 - And the angel came in unto her, and said, Hail, thou that art highly favoured, the Lord is with thee : blessed art thou among women.
עמוד 251 - And the water was spent in the bottle, and she cast the child under one of the shrubs. And she went, and sat her down over against him a good way off, as it were a bowshot : for she said, Let me not see the death of the child. And she sat over against him, and lift up her voice, and wept.
עמוד 229 - While daily, some mid those pale bands, Droop, sicken, pine, and die. Good God ! to think upon a child That has no childish days, No careless play, no frolics wild, No words of prayer and praise ! Man from the cradle — 'tis too soon To earn their daily bread, And heap the heat and toil of noon Upon an infant's head. To labour ere their strength be come, Or starve, — is such the doom That makes of many an English home One long and living tomb...