Description:This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1879 ... a dent that told Of many a soldier's deed; The sun shone on his sparkling mail. And danced his snow-plume on the gale. To an Indian Gold Coin. 193 Thou canst not--and 'tis breathed in vain, And here my bones shall rest. You say it is But now he stood, chain'd and alone, The headsman by his side; The plume, the helm, the charger gone; The sword, that had defied The mightiest, lay broken near; And yet no sign or sound of fear Came from that lip of pride; And never king or conqueror's brow Wore higher look than his did now. He bent beneath the headsman's stroke With an uncover'd eye; A wild shout from the numbers broke Who throng'd to see him It was a people's loud acclaim, The voice of anger and of shame, A nation's funeral-cry--Rome's wail above her only son, Her patriot--and her latest one. To an Indian &old ain, Written In Cherical, Malabar. By John Leyden. SLAVE of the dark and dirty mine! What vanity has brought thee here? How can I love to see thee shine So bright whom I have bought so dear? The tent-ropes flapping lone I hear, For twilight converse, arm in arm; The jackal's shriek bursts on mine ear When mirth and music wont to charm. N By Cherical's dark wandering streams, Where cane-tufts shadow all the wild, Sweet visions haunt my waking dreams Of Teviot loved while still a child, Of castled rocks, stupendous piled By Esk or Eden's classic wave, Where loves of youth and friendship smiled, Uncursed by thee, vile yellow slave. Fade day-dreams sweet, from memory fade!--The perish'd bliss of youth's first prime, That once so bright on fancy pla/d, Revives no more in after-time. Far from my sacred natal clime, I haste to an untimely grave; The daring thoughts, that soar'd sublime, Are sunk in ocean's southern wave. Slave of the mine! thy ...We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with The Laurel and Lyre, Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century, Selected by A.A. Watts. To get started finding The Laurel and Lyre, Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century, Selected by A.A. Watts, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.
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The Laurel and Lyre, Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century, Selected by A.A. Watts
Description: This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1879 ... a dent that told Of many a soldier's deed; The sun shone on his sparkling mail. And danced his snow-plume on the gale. To an Indian Gold Coin. 193 Thou canst not--and 'tis breathed in vain, And here my bones shall rest. You say it is But now he stood, chain'd and alone, The headsman by his side; The plume, the helm, the charger gone; The sword, that had defied The mightiest, lay broken near; And yet no sign or sound of fear Came from that lip of pride; And never king or conqueror's brow Wore higher look than his did now. He bent beneath the headsman's stroke With an uncover'd eye; A wild shout from the numbers broke Who throng'd to see him It was a people's loud acclaim, The voice of anger and of shame, A nation's funeral-cry--Rome's wail above her only son, Her patriot--and her latest one. To an Indian &old ain, Written In Cherical, Malabar. By John Leyden. SLAVE of the dark and dirty mine! What vanity has brought thee here? How can I love to see thee shine So bright whom I have bought so dear? The tent-ropes flapping lone I hear, For twilight converse, arm in arm; The jackal's shriek bursts on mine ear When mirth and music wont to charm. N By Cherical's dark wandering streams, Where cane-tufts shadow all the wild, Sweet visions haunt my waking dreams Of Teviot loved while still a child, Of castled rocks, stupendous piled By Esk or Eden's classic wave, Where loves of youth and friendship smiled, Uncursed by thee, vile yellow slave. Fade day-dreams sweet, from memory fade!--The perish'd bliss of youth's first prime, That once so bright on fancy pla/d, Revives no more in after-time. Far from my sacred natal clime, I haste to an untimely grave; The daring thoughts, that soar'd sublime, Are sunk in ocean's southern wave. Slave of the mine! thy ...We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with The Laurel and Lyre, Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century, Selected by A.A. Watts. To get started finding The Laurel and Lyre, Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century, Selected by A.A. Watts, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.