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... stands a spectre in your hall : The guilt of blood is at your door : you changed a wholesome heart to gall . You held your course without remorse , to make him trust his modest worth , And , last , you fix'd a vacant stare , and slew ...
... stands a spectre in your hall : The guilt of blood is at your door : you changed a wholesome heart to gall . You held your course without remorse , to make him trust his modest worth , And , last , you fix'd a vacant stare , and slew ...
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... standing near the throne , Lifted his eyes , and lo ! he was alone ! But all apparelled as in days of old , With ermined mantle and with cloth of gold ; And when his courtiers came , they found him there Kneeling upon the floor ...
... standing near the throne , Lifted his eyes , and lo ! he was alone ! But all apparelled as in days of old , With ermined mantle and with cloth of gold ; And when his courtiers came , they found him there Kneeling upon the floor ...
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... standing in the channel below , looking up with awe to that vast arch of unhewn rocks , which the Almighty bridged ... stand , up those perpendicular bul- warks of limestone to the key of that vast arch , which appears to them only of ...
... standing in the channel below , looking up with awe to that vast arch of unhewn rocks , which the Almighty bridged ... stand , up those perpendicular bul- warks of limestone to the key of that vast arch , which appears to them only of ...
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... standing in the presence - chamber of the Majesty of the whole earth . At last this feeling begins to wear away ... stands ; he then reaches up and cuts another for his hands . ' Tis a dangerous adventure ; but as he puts his feet and ...
... standing in the presence - chamber of the Majesty of the whole earth . At last this feeling begins to wear away ... stands ; he then reaches up and cuts another for his hands . ' Tis a dangerous adventure ; but as he puts his feet and ...
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... standing in that rocky channel , and hundreds on the bridge above , all holding their breath , and awaiting the ... stands his father , mother , brother , and sister , on the very spot , where if he falls he will not all alone . The sun ...
... standing in that rocky channel , and hundreds on the bridge above , all holding their breath , and awaiting the ... stands his father , mother , brother , and sister , on the very spot , where if he falls he will not all alone . The sun ...
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Page 55 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted ! Let us be patient!
Page 67 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Page 57 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Page 18 - Howe'er it be, it seems to me, 'tis only noble to be good; Kind hearts are more than coronets, and simple faith than Norman blood.
Page 51 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet.
Page 159 - THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more...
Page 82 - Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve — The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng ; And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long ! She wept with pity and delight. She blushed with love and virgin shame ; And like the murmur of a dream I heard her breathe my name.
Page 156 - The dust, like smoke from the cannon's mouth, Or the trail of a comet, sweeping faster and faster, Foreboding to traitors the doom of disaster. The heart of the steed and the heart of the master Were beating like prisoners...
Page 15 - Stormed at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well; Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred.
Page 161 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied; Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide, And now I am come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine ; There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.