Elvira, the Nabob's Wife, Nide 2Lea & Blanchard, 1839 |
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Sivu 45 - WHEN through life unblest we rove, Losing all that made life dear, Should some notes we used to love, In days of boyhood, meet our ear, Oh ! how welcome breathes the strain ! Wakening thoughts that long have slept ! Kindling former smiles again In faded eyes that long have wept.
Sivu 45 - Like the gale, that sighs along Beds of oriental flowers, Is the grateful breath of song, That once was heard in happier hours; Fill'd with balm the gale sighs on, Though the flowers have sunk in death ; So, when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives in Music's breath.
Sivu 46 - Music, oh how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should Feeling ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are ev'n more false than they ; Oh ! 'tis only music's strain Can sweetly soothe, and not betray.
Sivu 156 - Tramp! tramp! across the land they speede, Splash! splash! across the sea; Hurrah ! The dead can ride apace ! Dost fear to ride with me!
Sivu 31 - Oh! horror! horror! horror! — Tongue nor heart, Cannot conceive, nor name thee ! " Confusion now hath made his masterpiece ! Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence The life o
Sivu 39 - O, let me teach you how to knit again This scattered corn into one mutual sheaf, These broken limbs again into one body.