Autres éditions - Tout afficher
afar ANTEROS Aphrodite array'd beauty beneath bold bore bright brow ceas'd cloud combin'd cried damsel dark deeds divine doth earth England EROS Ev'n evil eyes fair FLOW ON THOU flowers flung forlorn FR FR FR Gawaine gentle glory gold Greece hast hath heard heart Heaven hour knight LA FAYETTE land light lips lonely look'd lord lov'd mighty mighty heart mind mortal mountain murmur mystery ne'er never o'er pass'd Pellam perchance play'd pure rill rocks round rush'd sate scene seem'd shade shadows Sir Balyn sk sk sk skies soft song sought soul sound spake SR SK SR star stood stream strove sweet sword Sylphs thee thine things thou art thou shining river thought throng Tiber tide toil truth twas twere unto wander'd wanderer weary ween whence Where'er wild wind wings words yore youth ZULEIKA
Page 111 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful ! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.
Page 129 - O Praise the Lord of heaven ; praise him in the height. Praise him, all ye angels of his ; praise him, all his host. Praise him, sun and moon; praise him, all ye stars and light. Praise him, all ye heavens, and ye waters that are above the heavens. Let them praise the name of the Lord ; for he spake the word, and they were made; he commanded, and they were created.
Page 129 - Praise Him, fowls and cattle, princes and all kings, Praise Him, men and maidens, all created things ; For the Name of God is excellent alone ; Over earth His footstool, over heaven His throne. " Praise ye the Lord from the heavens ; - '^ praise Him in the heights.
Page 138 - Wolkenzug und Nebelflor Erhellen sich von oben. Luft im Laub und Wind im Rohr — Und alles ist zerstoben.
Page 12 - ... pride to keep it alive. Fiesco scorned by Italy — discarded by her Princes, would still be as dear to the faithful heart of Costanza as in his hour of richest triumph ! Her voice would not be the last to wish him joy of success, but it would surely be the first to cheer him in disappointment ! " 'Tis the light of love that pierces where the shadows deepest lie, Not in vain hath sung the Poet, love alone can never die ! " Soothed by the blessed influence of prayer, the Princess arose from her...