PoemsE. Hopkins, 1827 - Всего страниц: 348 |
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... grief is privileged to demand With an imperious claim , from all whose form , Whose human form , doth seal them unto suffering ! Father ! I ask thine aid . Hernandez . There is no aid For thee or for thy children , but with Him Whose ...
... grief is privileged to demand With an imperious claim , from all whose form , Whose human form , doth seal them unto suffering ! Father ! I ask thine aid . Hernandez . There is no aid For thee or for thy children , but with Him Whose ...
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... grief is like a mother's for her sons ? Hernandez . My son lay stretch'd upon his battle - bier , And there were hands wrung o'er him , which had caught Their hue from his young blood ! Elmina . What tale is this ? Hernandez . Read you ...
... grief is like a mother's for her sons ? Hernandez . My son lay stretch'd upon his battle - bier , And there were hands wrung o'er him , which had caught Their hue from his young blood ! Elmina . What tale is this ? Hernandez . Read you ...
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... Grief had ta en place of sight , and shut out al ! But its own ghastly object . To my voice Some answer'd with a fierce and bitter laugh , As men whose agonies were made to pass The bounds of sufferance , by some reckless word , Dropt ...
... Grief had ta en place of sight , and shut out al ! But its own ghastly object . To my voice Some answer'd with a fierce and bitter laugh , As men whose agonies were made to pass The bounds of sufferance , by some reckless word , Dropt ...
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... grief more heavy on thy soul , That I should blush for thee , than o'er my grave That thou shouldst proudly weep ! Abdullah . Away ! we trifle here . The night wanes fast , Come forth ! Elmina . One more embrace ! My sons farewell ...
... grief more heavy on thy soul , That I should blush for thee , than o'er my grave That thou shouldst proudly weep ! Abdullah . Away ! we trifle here . The night wanes fast , Come forth ! Elmina . One more embrace ! My sons farewell ...
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... grief more . Theresa . Sweet lady , talk not thus ! Your eye this morn doth wear a calmer light , There's more of life in its clear tremulous ray Than I have mark'd of late . Nay , go not yet ; Rest by this fountain , where the laurels ...
... grief more . Theresa . Sweet lady , talk not thus ! Your eye this morn doth wear a calmer light , There's more of life in its clear tremulous ray Than I have mark'd of late . Nay , go not yet ; Rest by this fountain , where the laurels ...
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Abdullah Anselmo art thou aught banners bear beauty beneath blood brave breast breath breeze bright bright land brow burst call'd Castile cheek clouds Conradin Constance dark dead death deep doth dreams dwell e'en earth Elmina Eribert Ev'n faded fair falchion father fearful flowers fount gaze gleam glorious glory gone Gonzalez grave grief hath hear heard heart Heaven Hernandez hour hush'd joyous land light lone look look'd lyre midst mighty mirth Montalba Moorish night noble o'er pale pass'd pour'd Procida proud Provençal Raimond rest Roncesvalles round scene seem'd shadow shining Sicilian Sicily silent sleep slumber smile soft song soul sound Spain speak spears spirit storm streams strong sunny brow sweet sword tears tell thee thine things thou art Thou hast thought tone Twas unto Valencia Vittoria voice wave weep wert wild winds wouldst Ximena young youth