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" glassy eyes put light ; — be still ! keep down thine ire ! Bid these white lips a blessing speak, — this earth is not my sire: Give me back him for whom I strove, — for whom my blood was shed. Thou canst not? — and a king! — his dust be mountains... "
Rambles and Reveries - Page 241
by Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 436 pages
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The Works of Mrs. Hemans, with a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her ...

Mrs. Hemans - 1840 - 360 pages
...answer, where are they? — If thou wouldst clear thy perjured soul, send life through this cold clay ! "Into these glassy eyes put light — be still! keep...these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed, — Thou canst not — and a king?...
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The Works of Mrs. Hemans, with a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her ...

Mrs. Hemans - 1840 - 618 pages
...answer, where are they? — If thou wouldst clear thy perjured soul, send life through this cold clay ! "Into these glassy eyes put light — be still! keep...these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed, — Thou canst not — and a king?...
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The Southern literary messenger, Volume 7

1841 - 908 pages
...distinguishing attribute of the poetry of Mrs. Hemans is sentiment. She sings fervently of the King of Arragon, musing upon his slain brother, in the midst of a victorious...blood was shed, — Thou canst not — and a king ? — His dust be mountains on thy head !" He loosed the steed ; his slack hand fell,— upon the silent...
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Rambles and Reveries

Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 988 pages
...distinguishing attribute of the poetry of Mrs. Hemans is sentiment. She sings fervently of the King of Arragotv, musing upon his slain brother, in the midst of a victorious...down thine ire, — Bid these white lips a blessing tpeak, this earth is not my sire ! Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed,...
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Works: With a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her Genius, Volume 6

Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1842 - 350 pages
...answer, where are they? — If thou wouldst clear thy perjured soul, send life through this cold clay ! "Into these glassy eyes put light — be still! keep...lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire ! VOL. VI. 6 Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed, — Thou canst not —...
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The Work of Mrs. Hemans, Volume 6

Mrs. Hemans - 1842 - 352 pages
...answer, where are they? — If thou wouldst clear thy perjured soul, send life through this cold clay ! "Into these glassy eyes put light — be still! keep...these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was sheu, — Thou canst not — and a king?...
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The American Common-school Reader and Speaker: Being a Selection of Pieces ...

John Goldsbury, William Russell - 1844 - 440 pages
...answer, where are they? — If thou wouldst clear thy perjured soul, send life through this cold clay! " Into these glassy eyes put light, — be still ! keep...blood was shed,— Thou canst not ? — and a king ! — his dust be mountains on thy head !" He loosed the steed, — his slack hand fell ; — upon...
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The American Common-school Reader and Speaker: Being a Selection of Pieces ...

John Goldsbury, William Russell - 1844 - 444 pages
...perjured soul, send life through this cold clay! " Into tnese glassy eyes put light, — be slill ! keep down thine ire, — Bid these white lips a blessing...blood was shed, — Thou canst not? — and a king ! — his dust be mountains on thy head !" He loosed the steed, — his slack hand fell ; — upon...
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The American Common-school Reader and Speaker: Being a Selection of Pieces ...

John Goldsbury, William Russell - 1844 - 444 pages
...glassy eyes put light,—be still! keep down thine ire,— Bid these white lips a blessing speak,—this earth is not my sire :— Give me back him for whom...strove, for whom my blood was shed,— Thou canst not?—anda king!—his dust be mountains on thy head!" He loosed the steed,—his slack hand fell;—upon...
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The Quaver; or, Songster's pocket companion

Quaver - 1844 - 552 pages
...this cold clay. " Into those glassy eyea put light ; be still, keep down thine ire, Bid those cold lips a blessing speak, this earth is not my sire. Give me back him for whom I fought, for whom my blood was shed, Thou canst not ! and, oh king, his blood be mountains on thy head...
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