Poetical Works CompleteCarey & Hart, 1838 - 345 עמודים |
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עמוד 9
... hour Had ever influence on my soul , And raised my sweetest minstrel power . I took my lute , my eye had been Wandering round the lovely scene , Fill'd with those melancholy tears , Which come when all most bright appears , And hold ...
... hour Had ever influence on my soul , And raised my sweetest minstrel power . I took my lute , my eye had been Wandering round the lovely scene , Fill'd with those melancholy tears , Which come when all most bright appears , And hold ...
עמוד 17
... hour and made it her own . And the ruby wine - cup shone with a ray , As the gems of the East had there melted away ; And the bards were singing those songs of fire , That bright eyes and the goblet so well inspire ; — While she , the ...
... hour and made it her own . And the ruby wine - cup shone with a ray , As the gems of the East had there melted away ; And the bards were singing those songs of fire , That bright eyes and the goblet so well inspire ; — While she , the ...
עמוד 25
... hour of passion : The violet breath of love is purity . On the shore opposite , a tower stands In ruins , with a mourning - robe of moss Rubies , and lighted amber ; and thence spread A wide heath cover'd with thick furze , whose ...
... hour of passion : The violet breath of love is purity . On the shore opposite , a tower stands In ruins , with a mourning - robe of moss Rubies , and lighted amber ; and thence spread A wide heath cover'd with thick furze , whose ...
עמוד 29
... hour When the dew awakens the rose's power . At the end of the hall was a sun - bright throne , Rich with every glorious stone ; And the purple canopy overhead Was like the shade o'er the day fall shed ; And the couch beneath was of ...
... hour When the dew awakens the rose's power . At the end of the hall was a sun - bright throne , Rich with every glorious stone ; And the purple canopy overhead Was like the shade o'er the day fall shed ; And the couch beneath was of ...
עמוד 35
... hour of absence past , I was again With those who loved me . And watch'd his few last hours - but he was gone ! The grave to her was now the goal of hope ! She pass'd , but gently as the rose leaves fall Scatter'd by the spring gales ...
... hour of absence past , I was again With those who loved me . And watch'd his few last hours - but he was gone ! The grave to her was now the goal of hope ! She pass'd , but gently as the rose leaves fall Scatter'd by the spring gales ...
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...