The Poetry and Mystery of DreamsCharles Godfrey Leland E. H. Butler & Company, 1856 - 258 страница |
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... dead to vision land return , We meet again . Dreams unto us are given , To soothe the weary , and the heart - oppressed ; Oh ! realm of visions , poised ' twixt earth and heaven ; We call thee blest ! W. R. HART . 2 * ( 17 ) Abbot ...
... dead to vision land return , We meet again . Dreams unto us are given , To soothe the weary , and the heart - oppressed ; Oh ! realm of visions , poised ' twixt earth and heaven ; We call thee blest ! W. R. HART . 2 * ( 17 ) Abbot ...
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... , and in my breast a heaviness And weariness of life , that makes me ready To say to the dead abbots under us , Make room for me ! LONGFELLOW . Absence . Absence from home on distant journeying is a ( 18 ) Abbot. ...
... , and in my breast a heaviness And weariness of life , that makes me ready To say to the dead abbots under us , Make room for me ! LONGFELLOW . Absence . Absence from home on distant journeying is a ( 18 ) Abbot. ...
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... by strength o'ermasters agony ? HEMANS . It is a beautiful , a blest belief That the beloved dead , grown angels , watch The dear ones left behind . L. E. L. Light as the angel shapes that bless An infant's dream ( 24 ) Angels. ...
... by strength o'ermasters agony ? HEMANS . It is a beautiful , a blest belief That the beloved dead , grown angels , watch The dear ones left behind . L. E. L. Light as the angel shapes that bless An infant's dream ( 24 ) Angels. ...
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... dead and dying , One pale face alarms me yet ; Mid the maddened horses lying , One that I can ne'er forget . H. P. LELAND . Beating . Blows betoken domestic troubles . APOMAZOR . WHEN shaws beene sheene and shradds full fayre , And ...
... dead and dying , One pale face alarms me yet ; Mid the maddened horses lying , One that I can ne'er forget . H. P. LELAND . Beating . Blows betoken domestic troubles . APOMAZOR . WHEN shaws beene sheene and shradds full fayre , And ...
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... dead , Until a sudden tumult smote my head , And a strong glare , as when a torch is whirled Before a sleeper's eyes , brought back the world . POEMS OF THE ORIENT . BAYARD TAYLOR . Birds Singing . To dream that you hear birds singing ...
... dead , Until a sudden tumult smote my head , And a strong glare , as when a torch is whirled Before a sleeper's eyes , brought back the world . POEMS OF THE ORIENT . BAYARD TAYLOR . Birds Singing . To dream that you hear birds singing ...
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ACHMET SEIRIM ALICE CAREY angels ARTEMIDORUS ASTRAMPSYCHIUS BAYARD TAYLOR beautiful Berkeley betokens bound in Morocco bower breath bright C. G. LELAND CALIFORNIA LIBRARY CHARLES G clouds dark dead death denotes doth Elegantly evil eyes fair Farewell favourable omen fear flowers forebodes FRANCESCO MANCINI gazed gentle GERMAN DREAM BOOK GERSTENBERGK gilt and gilt gilt edges gleaming gold golden hand happy hath heard heart Heaven kiss KLINGELberg lady land light lips Lurley maiden merry Methought morning Morocco Antique MOTHERWELL mountain muslin N. P. WILLIS ne'er never NICEPHORUS night o'er Oneirology presages rose round SARAH JOSEPHA HALE seemed silent sing sleep slept slumber song sorrow soul sound spirit stood strange stream sweet thee thine thou thought trees Turkey Morocco Twas UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA vision voice VON GERSTENBERGK waking waves weep wild willow wind wings woke
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Страница 83 - FAIR Daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon : As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song ; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.
Страница 225 - Eve, Young virgins might have visions of delight, And soft adorings from their loves receive Upon the honeyed middle of the night If ceremonies due they did aright; As, supperless to bed they must retire, And couch supine their beauties, lily white; Nor look behind, nor sideways, but require Of Heaven with upward eyes for all that they desire.
Страница 88 - 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 perish'd; Darkness had no need Of aid from them— She was the universe.
Страница 62 - It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, — A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Страница 248 - Assaying by his devilish art to reach The organs of her fancy, and with them forge Illusions as he list, phantasms and dreams, Or if, inspiring venom, he might taint...
Страница 234 - WHAT is more gentle than a wind in summer ? What is more soothing than the pretty hummer That stays one moment in an open flower, And buzzes cheerily from bower to bower ? What is more tranquil than a musk-rose blowing In a green island, far from all men's knowing ? More healthful than the leafiness of dales ? More secret than a nest of nightingales ? More serene than Cordelia's countenance ? More full of visions than a high romance...
Страница 144 - The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring...
Страница 250 - The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, Lulled by the coil of his crystalline streams, Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay, And saw in sleep old palaces and towers Quivering within the wave's intenser day, All overgrown with azure moss and flowers So sweet, the sense faints picturing them!