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... had never birth , " Since Alexander's days till now , " As thy Bucephalus and thou : " All Scythia's fame to thine should yield " For pricking on o'er flood and field . ” Mazeppa answer'd- " Ill betide " The school wherein I MAZEPPA . 6.
... had never birth , " Since Alexander's days till now , " As thy Bucephalus and thou : " All Scythia's fame to thine should yield " For pricking on o'er flood and field . ” Mazeppa answer'd- " Ill betide " The school wherein I MAZEPPA . 6.
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... o'er , he took " Another mistress , or new book : " And then he gave prodigious fêtes— " All Warsaw gather'd round his gates “ To gaze upon his splendid court , “ And dames , and chiefs , of princely port : " He was the Polish Solomon ...
... o'er , he took " Another mistress , or new book : " And then he gave prodigious fêtes— " All Warsaw gather'd round his gates “ To gaze upon his splendid court , “ And dames , and chiefs , of princely port : " He was the Polish Solomon ...
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... o'er his pedigree would pore , " Until by some confusion led , " Which almost look'd like want of head , " He thought their merits were his own . " His wife was not of his opinion— " His junior she by thirty years— " Grew daily tired of ...
... o'er his pedigree would pore , " Until by some confusion led , " Which almost look'd like want of head , " He thought their merits were his own . " His wife was not of his opinion— " His junior she by thirty years— " Grew daily tired of ...
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... o'er their passions , or as you " Thus o'er themselves and nations too . " I am - or rather was- -a prince , " A chief of thousands , and could lead " Them on where each would foremost bleed ; " But could not o'er myself evince VOL . IV ...
... o'er their passions , or as you " Thus o'er themselves and nations too . " I am - or rather was- -a prince , " A chief of thousands , and could lead " Them on where each would foremost bleed ; " But could not o'er myself evince VOL . IV ...
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... o'er once more- -and be a page , " The happy page , who was the lord " Of one soft heart , and his own sword , " And had no other gem nor wealth " Save nature's gift of youth and health.— " We met in secret - doubly sweet , " Some say ...
... o'er once more- -and be a page , " The happy page , who was the lord " Of one soft heart , and his own sword , " And had no other gem nor wealth " Save nature's gift of youth and health.— " We met in secret - doubly sweet , " Some say ...
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Page 122 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Page 118 - There were giants in the earth in those days ; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them, the same became mighty men which were of old, men of renown.
Page 154 - That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
Page 72 - It is not noon — the sunbow's rays ' still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven, And roll the sheeted silver's waving column O'er the crag's headlong perpendicular, And fling its lines of foaming light along, And to and fro, like the pale courser's tail, The Giant steed, to be bestrode by Death, As told in the Apocalypse.
Page 237 - As once I wept, if I could weep My tears might well be shed, To think I was not near to keep One vigil o'er thy bed; To gaze, how fondly ! on thy face, To fold thee in a faint embrace, Uphold thy drooping head; And show that love, however vain, Nor thou nor I can feel again.
Page 320 - They slept on the abyss, without a surge, — The waves were dead : the tides were in their grave: The moon, their mistress, had expired before : The winds were withered in the stagnant air, And the clouds perished: Darkness had no need Of aid from them — she was the universe.
Page 235 - I will not ask where thou liest low, Nor gaze upon the spot; There flowers or weeds at will may grow, So I behold them not: It is enough for me to prove That what I loved, and long must love, Like common earth can rot; To me there needs no stone to tell, Tis nothing that I loved so well.
Page 62 - But we, who name ourselves its sovereigns, we, Half dust, half deity, alike unfit To sink or soar, with our mix'd essence make A conflict of its elements, and breathe The breath of degradation and of pride, Contending with low wants and lofty will Till our mortality predominates, And men are — what they name not to themselves, And trust not to each other.
Page 130 - Away ; we know that tears are vain, That death nor heeds nor hears distress : Will this unteach us to complain ? Or make one mourner weep the less ? And thou — who tell'st me to forget, Thy looks are wan, thine eyes are wet.
Page 109 - Rome ; The trees which grew along the broken arches Waved dark in the blue midnight, and the stars Shone through the rents of ruin ; from afar The watch-dog bayed beyond the Tiber ; and More near from out the Caesars...