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The Undying One And Other Poems

Auhtor: Caroline Sheridan Norton

Language: english

Genres:

classic
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Review by Dr. Bojan Tunguz, July 2005


Rating: (***)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Excerpts from the Book 'The Undying One And Other Poems':

... Which those dreamy days could boast, Rise till the spell be broken, We forget that they are lost! But when the hour of darkness ...
... And little will they deem, who roam Hereafter in their floating home, While their sunlit sail is spread, That it gleams above ...
... could but bend To the cold earth my faint and trembling knee, And supplicate, with woman's agony, That he would spare me-but an hour-a day- ...
... shrinking breast, Her pale and quivering lip in fear compress'dOf more than mortal ill, She stood.-'My Edith!-mine!' I frantic cried 'My ...
... that woke in light receives its share of gloom. And we weep while joys and sorrows both are fading from our view, To find, wherever sunbeams ...
... thy hair, and beat thy breast How couldst thou get a better than the best? 'Tis over now-the agony, despair, With which I beat that breast, ...
... to blame, Our fellows cease to feel the same- We cease to understand. Then, when they coldly smile to hear The burning dreams ...
... is here, upon whose soft cheek lie No tears of grief, save those which fall from his sad mother's eye How, lingering, didst thou gaze on him ...
... be to Heaven, she died! nor saw thee hurl'd From out the haunts of men with fear and hate, Like a wan leper from the city's gate! Praise be to ...
... doth journey on I know that human things will cast me off- But thou!-forsake me not-my son!-my son!' He shook-the deep sob labour'd ...
... evenings whispered thro' the trees Though I would die to breathe that air again- I weep, to think upon my country's chain! Farewell ...
... him, for he was old. Silently she had pass'd away from earth, Beloved by none but him who gave her birth: And now he sat, with haggard look ...
... on the dark and narrow bed Where sleep the authors of her days. Well may she weep them, for never more, After she turns from that cottage ...
... a life of pain When, with red glaring eyes and desperate force, Brother laid brother low, a prostrate corse, (4 ) Rather than yield their ...
... That young head droop'd, but sought no resting-place. Dreams pass'd across my soul-dreams of old days- Of forms which in the quiet ...
... lay upon my breast Is hid beneath that stone.And art thou there? and wilt thou ne'er Rise up from that dark place,And, shaking back thy glossy ...
... paus'd he to gaze at the lady's bower The smile from her lip is gone at last- There are tears on her cheek-like the dew on a flower! And plague ...
... a love in her young heart grew- Till the charm have bound their souls as well, And the flame burn bright in their bosoms too. ...
... that arrow at random flew: Onward it sped like a ray of light, And fell on a flower of virgin white, Which glanced all snowy and pure at ...
... voice I ever heard, So deeply fix'd as that one word. When in the laughing crowd some tone, Like those whose joyous sound is gone, ...