The Home Affections Pourtrayed by the PoetsCharles Mackay G. Routledge & Company, 1858 - 391 pages |
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... beside ; Where brighter suns dispense serener light , And milder moons emparadise the night ; A land of beauty , virtue , valour , truth , Time - tutored age , and love - exalted youth : The wandering mariner , whose eye explores The ...
... beside ; Where brighter suns dispense serener light , And milder moons emparadise the night ; A land of beauty , virtue , valour , truth , Time - tutored age , and love - exalted youth : The wandering mariner , whose eye explores The ...
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... softly said , And kiss'd and laid me down to sleep , within my tiny bed ; And holy words she taught me there - methinks I yet can see Her angel eyes , as close I knelt beside my Mother's knee . BIRTH - DAY VERSES . In the sickness of my.
... softly said , And kiss'd and laid me down to sleep , within my tiny bed ; And holy words she taught me there - methinks I yet can see Her angel eyes , as close I knelt beside my Mother's knee . BIRTH - DAY VERSES . In the sickness of my.
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... beside your knee Shall I kneel down again at night to pray , Nor with the morning wake , and sing the lay You taught to me ! " Oh , at the time of prayer , When you look round and see a vacant seat , You will not wait then for my coming ...
... beside your knee Shall I kneel down again at night to pray , Nor with the morning wake , and sing the lay You taught to me ! " Oh , at the time of prayer , When you look round and see a vacant seat , You will not wait then for my coming ...
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... beside that old arm - chair . I sat and watch'd her many a day , When her eye grew dim , and her locks were grey , And I almost worshipp'd her when she smiled And turn'd from her Bible to bless her child . Years roll'd on , but the last ...
... beside that old arm - chair . I sat and watch'd her many a day , When her eye grew dim , and her locks were grey , And I almost worshipp'd her when she smiled And turn'd from her Bible to bless her child . Years roll'd on , but the last ...
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... yet upon her knees above : The vows she breathed beside thee yesternight , She breathes above thee now , winged with intenser might . ORPHANHOOD . Both vespers soft and matins clear For thee 40 LONG TIME 180 ORPHANHOOD.
... yet upon her knees above : The vows she breathed beside thee yesternight , She breathes above thee now , winged with intenser might . ORPHANHOOD . Both vespers soft and matins clear For thee 40 LONG TIME 180 ORPHANHOOD.
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Alfred Tennyson Allan Cunningham angels beauty beneath bird Birket Foster bless bonnie bosom Braes of Yarrow breast breath bride bright brow busk Canst thou forget Charles Mackay cheek child dark DAVID BOOTH dead dear death doth dream DUNMOW earth EGERIA eyes face fair farewell flowers fond frae gentle Gerald Massey grave hand happy Harrison Weir hast hath heart heaven HERO AND LEANDER hope hour James Godwin John Gilbert kiss lassie light lips lonely look love thee Love's maid Maire bhan Mary maun morning mother ne'er never night o'er Oriana rose round seem'd shine sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit stars sweet tears There's thine Thomas Hood thou art thou wert thought tree Twas VIRGINIA DARE voice waves weary weep wild winds wings yon lane glen youth
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Page 320 - SHE was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair, Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Page 280 - She shall be sportive as the fawn That, wild with glee, across the lawn Or up the mountain springs ; And hers shall be the breathing balm, And hers the silence and the calm Of mute, insensate things. " The floating clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend : Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the storm Grace that shall mould the maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Page 50 - Thou wast that all to me, love, For which my soul did pine — A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a shrine, All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers, And all the flowers were mine. Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise But to be overcast! A voice from out the Future cries, "On! on!"— but o'er the Past (Dim gulf) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast!
Page 201 - The castled crag of Drachenfels Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossom'd trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scatter'd cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine, Have strew'da scene, which I should see With double joy wert thou with me.
Page 199 - Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls, Come hither, the dances are done, In gloss of satin and glimmer of pearls, Queen lily and rose in one; Shine out, little head, sunning over with curls, To the flowers, and be their sun.
Page 252 - O'er each fair sleeping brow ; She had each folded flower in sight, — Where are those dreamers now ? One, 'midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream is laid, — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue, lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep, — He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.
Page 198 - For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die.
Page 199 - The slender acacia would not shake One long milk-bloom on the tree ; The white lake-blossom fell into the lake, As the pimpernel dozed on the lea ; But the rose was awake all night for your sake, Knowing your promise to me ; The lilies and roses were all awake, They sigh'd for the dawn and thee.
Page 375 - MY JO. JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent ; Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
Page 160 - Avaunt ! to-night my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise, " But waft the angel on her flight with a Paean of old days ! " Let no bell toll ! — lest her sweet soul, amid its hallowed mirth, " Should catch the note, as it doth float — up from the damned Earth. " To friends above, from fiends below, the indignant ghost is riven — " From Hell unto a high estate far up within the Heaven — " From grief and groan, to a golden throne, beside the King of Heaven.