 Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart ; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way, As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep...  Cuba with Pen and Pencil - Página 413por Samuel Hazard - 1873 - 584 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1832 - 542 páginas
...gather'd round us by thy look of rest ; Thou bring'st the child, too, to the mother's breast. CVI1I. Soft hour .' '' which wakes the wish and melts the...scorns ? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns ! CIX. When Nero perish'd by the justest doom Which ever the destroyer yet destroy'd, Amidst the roar... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore - 1833 - 358 páginas
...gather'd round us by thy look of rest ; Thou bring'st the child, too, to the mother's breast. CVIII. Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart...scorns ? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns !(') cix. When Nero perish'd by the justest doom Which ever the destroyer yet destroy 'd, Amidst the... | |
 | 1838 - 332 páginas
...those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart; Or tills with love the pilgrim on his way, As the far bell...scorns ? Ah! surely nothing dies but something mourns! BVROX. FROM CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE HE that has sail'd upon the dark-blue sea, Has view'd at times,... | |
 | Andrew Steinmetz - 1838 - 360 páginas
...that word, how perfectly beautiful Is the expressive figure!— " Sed nihil est ab omni Parte beatum." Is this a fancy which our reason scorns ? AH! SURELY NOTHING DIES, BUT SOMETHING MOURNS ! Ib. 741. " But tell me," said the Willow to the Thorn, " why art thou so covetous of the clothes... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 páginas
...gather'd round us by thy look of rest ; Thou bring'st the child, too, to the mother's breast. Sofi hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of...scorns ? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns ! THE FATE OF BEAUTY. An rising on its purple wing The insect-queen of eastern spring, O'er emerald... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore - 1847 - 366 páginas
...pilgrim on his way As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's df cay ; Is this a fancy which our reason scorns ? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns ! (') cix.' When Nero perish'd by the justest doom Which ever the destroyer yet destroy'd, Amidst the... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1849 - 390 páginas
...hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first 'day Wiien they from their sweet friends are torn apart ; Or...scorns ? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns 1 ' When Nero perish'd by the justest doom Which ever the destroyer yet destroy'd, Amidst the roar... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 páginas
...the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are turn apart ; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way,...scorns ? Ah, surely nothing dies but something mourns ! BYRON. XiII. THE STUDY AND BEAUTIES OF THE WORKS OF NATURE. " To the attentive eye, each moment of... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 páginas
...look of rest ; Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on'the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn...scorns ? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns ! BIBDS IN SUMMEB. A pretty little poem by MABY HOWITT, — simple without being silly — one of the... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1854 - 320 páginas
...dear, Are gather'd round us by thy look of rest ; Thou bring'st the child, too, to the mother's breast. Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart...scorns ? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns ! When Nero perish'd by the justest doom Which ever the destroyer yet destroy'd, Amidst the roar of... | |
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