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Side xxiv
... lone boat a lone retreat Of moss - grown trees and weeds , shall I be seen : But beside thee , where still my heart has ever been . III . Thoughts of great deeds were mine , dear xxiv Dedication.
... lone boat a lone retreat Of moss - grown trees and weeds , shall I be seen : But beside thee , where still my heart has ever been . III . Thoughts of great deeds were mine , dear xxiv Dedication.
Side xxxii
... lone man who in a desert hears The music of his home : unwonted fears Fell on the pale oppressors of our race , And Faith and Custom and low - thoughted cares , Like thunder - stricken dragons , for a space Left the torn human heart ...
... lone man who in a desert hears The music of his home : unwonted fears Fell on the pale oppressors of our race , And Faith and Custom and low - thoughted cares , Like thunder - stricken dragons , for a space Left the torn human heart ...
Side xxxii
... lone man who in a desert hears The music of his home : -unwonted fears Fell on the pale oppressors of our race , And Faith and Custom and low - thoughted cares , Like thunder - stricken dragons , for a space Left the torn human heart ...
... lone man who in a desert hears The music of his home : -unwonted fears Fell on the pale oppressors of our race , And Faith and Custom and low - thoughted cares , Like thunder - stricken dragons , for a space Left the torn human heart ...
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... lone mountains : and this lore did sway My spirit like a storm , contending there alway . XXXVIII . " Thus the dark tale which history doth unfold I knew , but not , methinks , as others know , For they weep not ; and Wisdom had ...
... lone mountains : and this lore did sway My spirit like a storm , contending there alway . XXXVIII . " Thus the dark tale which history doth unfold I knew , but not , methinks , as others know , For they weep not ; and Wisdom had ...
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... lone shores and mountains , ' twas a guest Which followed where I fled , and watched when I did rest . XVI . These hopes found words through which my spirit sought To weave a bondage of such sympathy As might create some response to the ...
... lone shores and mountains , ' twas a guest Which followed where I fled , and watched when I did rest . XVI . These hopes found words through which my spirit sought To weave a bondage of such sympathy As might create some response to the ...
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amid Argolis bards and sages beams beneath beside blood bosom breast breath bright burst calm chasm child clasped clouds Cythna dark dead death deep desolate despair divine doth dread dream earth evil eyes fair faith fear fell fire flame fled flood flow frame gathered gaze glory heard heart Heaven hope hopes and fears human hyæna Justice and truth Laon light lips living lone looks Lucretius madness mankind methought mighty mind misty mountains moon morning mortal mountains night o'er ocean pale pathies pause peace Revolt of Islam ruin sailed sate scorn shade shadow shape shone silence slavery slaves sleep smile sophisms soul spake spirit spread stars steed steep stood strange stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine thou thoughts throne trance tremulous truth twas Tyrant vast voice waves weep wide wild wind wings XXIII youth
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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...