Chronicles and Stories of the Craven Dales

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Simpkin, Marshall & Company, 1881 - 472 עמודים
 

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עמוד 414 - Over a gulph, and with the agony With which it clings seems slowly coming down; Even as a wretched soul hour after hour, Clings to the mass of life; yet clinging, leans; And leaning, makes more dark the dread abyss In which it fears to fall : beneath this crag Huge as despair, as if in weariness, The melancholy mountain yawns . . . below...
עמוד 54 - A moment ends the fervent din, And all is hushed without and within ; For, though the priest more tranquilly Recites the holy liturgy, The only voice which you can hear Is the river murmuring near. — When soft — the dusky trees between And down the path, through the open green, Where is no living thing to be seen ; And through yon gateway, where is found, Beneath the arch with ivy bound, Free entrance to the Church-yard...
עמוד 53 - Fast the church-yard fills ; — anon Look again, and they all are gone ; The cluster round the porch, and the folk Who sate in the shade of the Prior's Oak ! And scarcely have they disappeared Ere the prelusive hymn is heard : — With one consent the people rejoice, Filling the church with a lofty voice ! They sing a service which they feel : For 'tis the sunrise now of zeal ; And faith and hope are in their prime — In great Eliza's golden time.
עמוד 57 - What harmonious pensive changes Wait upon her as she ranges Round and through this pile of state, Overthrown and desolate ! Now a step or two her way Is through space of open day, Where the enamoured sunny light Brightens her that was so bright ; Now doth a delicate shadow fall, Falls upon her like a breath, From some lofty arch or wall, As she passes underneath...
עמוד 54 - Comes gliding in with lovely gleam, Comes gliding in serene and slow, Soft and silent as a dream, A solitary doe ! White she is as lily of June, And beauteous as the silver moon, When out of sight the clouds are driven, And she is left alone in heaven ; Or like a ship some gentle day In sunshine sailing far away, A glittering ship, that hath the plain Of ocean for her own domain.
עמוד 54 - Recites the holy liturgy, The only voice which you can hear Is the river murmuring near. — When soft! — the dusky trees between, And down the path through the open green, Where is no living thing to be seen; And through yon gateway, where is found, Beneath the arch with ivy bound, Free entrance to the churchyard ground — Comes gliding in with lovely gleam, Comes gliding in serene and slow, Soft and silent as a dream, A solitary Doe!
עמוד 54 - Where is no living thing to be seen; And through yon gateway, where is found, Beneath the arch with ivy bound, Free entrance to the church-yard ground — And right across the verdant sod, Towards the very house of God ; Comes gliding in with lovely gleam, Comes gliding in serene and slow, Soft and silent as a dream, A solitary Doe ! White she is as lily of June, And beauteous as the silver moon When out of sight the clouds are driven And she is left alone in heaven...
עמוד 240 - O ye have lost, Mountains, and moors, and meads, the radiant throngs, That dwelt in your green solitudes, and filled The air, the fields, with beauty and with joy Intense ; — with a rich mystery that awed The mind, and flung around a thousand hearths Divinest tales, that through the enchanted year Found passionate listeners ! The very streams Brightened with visitings of these so sweet 270 THE PIXIES OP DEVON.
עמוד 455 - Wherever God erects a house of prayer, The Devil always builds a chapel there: And 'twill be found upon examination, The latter has the largest congregation.
עמוד 57 - High,ribbed vault of stone, or cell With perfect cunning framed as well Of stone, and ivy, and the spread Of the elder's bushy head ; Some jealous and forbidding cell, That doth the living stars repel, And where no flower hath leave to dwell.

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