Literature of the English Language: Comprising Representative Selections from the Best Authors, Also Lists of Contemporaneous Writers and Their Principal WorksIvison, Blakeman, Taylor,, 1870 - 640 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 41
... round all , Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste , Are but the solemn decorations , all , Of the great tomb of man . The golden sun , The planets , all the infinite host of heaven , Are shining on the sad abodes of death Through the ...
... round all , Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste , Are but the solemn decorations , all , Of the great tomb of man . The golden sun , The planets , all the infinite host of heaven , Are shining on the sad abodes of death Through the ...
الصفحة 42
... round the sleeper's name hath chisel wrought The emblems of a fame that never dies , Ivy and amaranth in a graceful sheaf , Twined with the laurel's fair , imperial leaf . A simple name alone , To the great world unknown , Is graven ...
... round the sleeper's name hath chisel wrought The emblems of a fame that never dies , Ivy and amaranth in a graceful sheaf , Twined with the laurel's fair , imperial leaf . A simple name alone , To the great world unknown , Is graven ...
الصفحة 43
... round thy dark domain , And fetters sure and fast Hold all that enter thy unbreathing reign . Far in thy realm withdrawn , Old empires sit in sullenness and gloom ; And glorious ages gone Lie deep within the shadow of thy womb ...
... round thy dark domain , And fetters sure and fast Hold all that enter thy unbreathing reign . Far in thy realm withdrawn , Old empires sit in sullenness and gloom ; And glorious ages gone Lie deep within the shadow of thy womb ...
الصفحة 45
... round my brow : Thou hast been out upon the deep at play , Riding all day the wild blue waves till now , Roughening their crests , and scattering high their spray , And swelling the white sail . I welcome thee To the scorched land ...
... round my brow : Thou hast been out upon the deep at play , Riding all day the wild blue waves till now , Roughening their crests , and scattering high their spray , And swelling the white sail . I welcome thee To the scorched land ...
الصفحة 48
... round thee threads of steel , — light thread on thread , — That grow to fetters ; or bind down thy arms With chains concealed in chaplets . Oh ! not yet Mayst thou unbrace thy corselet , nor lay by Thy sword ; nor yet , O Freedom ...
... round thee threads of steel , — light thread on thread , — That grow to fetters ; or bind down thy arms With chains concealed in chaplets . Oh ! not yet Mayst thou unbrace thy corselet , nor lay by Thy sword ; nor yet , O Freedom ...
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