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Side 5
... the ocean green , Beneath that opening spot of blue serene , Quivered like burning emerald : calm was spread On all below ; but far on high , between Earth and the upper air , the vast clouds fled 5 The Revolt of Islam.
... the ocean green , Beneath that opening spot of blue serene , Quivered like burning emerald : calm was spread On all below ; but far on high , between Earth and the upper air , the vast clouds fled 5 The Revolt of Islam.
Side 6
... fled , Countless and swift as leaves on autumn's tem- pest shed . V. For ever , as the war became more fierce Between the whirlwinds and the rack on high , That spot grew more serene ; blue light did pierce The woof of those white ...
... fled , Countless and swift as leaves on autumn's tem- pest shed . V. For ever , as the war became more fierce Between the whirlwinds and the rack on high , That spot grew more serene ; blue light did pierce The woof of those white ...
Side 12
... fled the tempest , so that ocean And earth and sky shone through the atmosphere- Only , ' twas strange to see the red commotion Of waves like mountains o'er the sinking sphere Of sunset sweep , and their fierce roar to hear 12 The ...
... fled the tempest , so that ocean And earth and sky shone through the atmosphere- Only , ' twas strange to see the red commotion Of waves like mountains o'er the sinking sphere Of sunset sweep , and their fierce roar to hear 12 The ...
Side 23
... the likeness of a loathsome worm , Sprang from the billows of the formless . flood , Which shrank and fled , and with that Fiend of blood — Renewed the doubtful war . Thrones then first shook , 23 The Revolt of Islam.
... the likeness of a loathsome worm , Sprang from the billows of the formless . flood , Which shrank and fled , and with that Fiend of blood — Renewed the doubtful war . Thrones then first shook , 23 The Revolt of Islam.
Side 32
... fled , my soul was deeply laden , And to the shore I went to muse and weep ; But , as I moved , over my heart did creep A joy less soft but more profound and strong Than my sweet dream , and it forbade to keep 32 The Revolt of Islam.
... fled , my soul was deeply laden , And to the shore I went to muse and weep ; But , as I moved , over my heart did creep A joy less soft but more profound and strong Than my sweet dream , and it forbade to keep 32 The Revolt of Islam.
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Side xxvi - I will be wise, And just and free, and mild, if in me lies Such power ; for I grow weary to behold The selfish and the strong still tyrannize Without reproach or check.
Side xxv - Thoughts of great deeds were mine, dear Friend, when first The clouds which wrap this world from youth did pass. I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why : until there rose From the near schoolroom voices that, alas ! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.
Side 143 - She stood beside him like a rainbow braided Within some storm, when scarce its shadows vast From the blue paths of the swift sun have faded...
Side xxx - Is it, that now my inexperienced fingers But strike the prelude of a loftier strain? Or, must the lyre on which my spirit lingers Soon pause in silence, ne'er to sound again...
Side 61 - She moved upon this earth a shape of brightness, A power, that from its objects scarcely drew One impulse of her being — in her lightness Most like some radiant cloud of morning dew Which wanders through the waste air's pathless blue To nourish some far desert; she did seem Beside me, gathering beauty as she grew, Like the bright shade of some immortal dream, Which walks when tempest sleeps the wave of life's dark stream.
Side xxxi - They say that thou wert lovely from thy birth, Of glorious parents, thou aspiring Child. I wonder not — for One then left this earth Whose life was like a setting planet mild, Which clothed thee in the radiance undefiled Of its departing glory ; still her fame Shines on thee, through the tempests dark and wild Which shake these latter days ; and thou canst claim The shelter, from thy Sire, of an immortal name.
Side 167 - O'er the ripe corn, the birds and beasts are dreaming — Never again may blood of bird or beast Stain with its venomous stream a human feast, To the pure skies in accusation steaming, Avenging poisons shall have ceased To feed disease and fear and madness, The dwellers of the earth and air Shall throng around our steps in gladness Seeking their food or refuge there. Our toil from thought all glorious forms shall cull, To make this Earth, our home, more beautiful, And Science, and her sister Poesy,...
Side xiii - A person familiar with nature, and with the most celebrated productions of the human mind, can scarcely err in following the instinct, with respect to selection of language, produced by that familiarity.
Side xxix - Where solitude is like despair, I went. There is the wisdom of a stern content When Poverty can. blight the just and good, When Infamy dares mock the innocent...
Side 339 - There is a People mighty in its youth, A land beyond the Oceans of the West, Where, though with rudest rites, Freedom and Truth Are worshipped. From . a glorious Mother's breast Who, since high Athens fell, among the rest Sate like the Queen of Nations, but in woe, By inbred monsters outraged and oppressed, Turns to her chainless child for succour now, It draws the milk of Power in Wisdom's fullest flow. XXIII. " That land is like an eagle whose young...