Denzil place, a story in verse by Violet Fane |
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ALFRED DE MUSSET amongst Annabel Lee arms ask'd beams beautiful breast breath call'd cheek chimes Of midnight creed dared dark avenging dear death Denzil Place door dread dream E'en earth ev'ry ev'rything eyes face fair farewell Farleigh Court fatal love fear fear'd feel felt fire flow'rs garden Geoffrey Denzil good-bye guess'd guilty hand happy happy day hatchments heard heart heav'n her's hope Italian kind kiss knew leave lips liv'd live long'd look look'd lov'd mind Miss L'Estrange neath never night o'er once pass'd poor Constance pow'r pray pray'r Roland rose seem'd seeming shade sigh silent Sir John Sister smile soul strong sweet tears tender things thou thought thro tree turn'd Twas Ultra-Tory Violet VIOLET FANE voice waking wander'd watch'd whilst whisper'd words youth
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Sayfa 111 - The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me; Yes, that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
Sayfa 153 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Sayfa 81 - Ask me no more. Ask me no more: what answer should I give? I love not hollow cheek or faded eye : Yet, O my friend, I will not have thee die ! Ask me no more, lest I should bid thee live; Ask me no more.
Sayfa 111 - Chilling and killing my ANNABEL LEE. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we Of many far wiser than we And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE...
Sayfa 63 - I'm come hame to marry thee. 0 sair, sair did we greet, and muckle did we say; We took but ae kiss, and I bad him gang away; 1 wish that I were dead, but I'm no like to dee; And why was I born to say, Wae's me! I gang like a ghaist, and I carena to spin; I daurna think on Jamie, for that wad be a sin; But I'll do my best a gude wife aye to be, For auld Robin Gray he is kind unto me.
Sayfa 153 - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistring with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Sayfa 215 - And soon again shall music swell the breeze ; Soon, issuing forth, shall glitter through the trees Vestures of nuptial white ; and hymns be sung, And violets scattered round ; and old and young, In every cottage-porch with garlands green, Stand still to gaze, and, gazing, bless the scene ; While, her dark eyes declining, by his side Moves in her virgin-veil the gentle bride.
Sayfa 115 - ITALIA, Italia, o tu cui feo la sorte Dono infelice di bellezza, ond' hai Funesta dote d' infiniti guai, Che in fronte scritti per gran doglia porte : • Deh fossi tu men bella, o almen più forte, Onde assai più ti paventasse, o assai T...
Sayfa 153 - Of grateful evening mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train: But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With...