The Works of Mrs. Hemans, with a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her Genius by Mrs. Sigourney ...

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Lea and Blanchard, 1840
 

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Pagina 253 - With blazon'd streamers and lances tall, Moved onwards in princely state. They came with heavy chains For the race despised so long — But amidst his Alp-domains, The herdsman's arm is strong ! The sun was reddening the clouds of morn When they enter'd the rock-defile, And shrill as a joyous hunter's horn Their bugles rang the while.
Pagina 26 - And behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the LORD; but the LORD was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the LORD was not in the earthquake: And after the earthquake a fire; but the LORD was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.
Pagina 139 - Know ye not that there is a prince and a great man fallen this day in Israel?
Pagina 224 - A melancholy reflection on the vicissitudes of human greatness forced itself on his mind, and he repeated an elegant distich of Persian poetry: 'The spider has wove his web in the Imperial palace, and the owl hath sung her watch-song on the towers of Afrasiab.
Pagina 305 - Had learned soft utterance ; pressed your lip to his, When fever parched it ; hushed his wayward cries, With patient, vigilant, never-wearied love ! No ! these are woman's tasks...
Pagina 26 - And behold the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and broke in pieces the rocks before the Lord ; but the Lord was not in the wind ; and after the wind an earthquake; but the Lord was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire ; and after the fire a still small voice.
Pagina 379 - E'en while with us thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. Dust to its narrow house beneath ! Soul to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die.
Pagina 255 - There was tumult in the crowded strait, And a cry of wild dismay, And many a warrior met his fate From a peasant's hand that day ! And the empire's banner then, From its place of waving free, Went down before the shepherd-men, The men of the Forest^sea*.
Pagina 130 - MALHERBETHERE are bright scenes beneath Italian skies, Where glowing suns their purest light diffuse, Uncultured flowers in wild profusion rise, And nature lavishes her warmest hues ; But trust thou not her smile, her balmy breath, Away ! her charms are but the pomp of Death ! He, in the vine-clad bowers, unseen is dwelling, Where the cool shade its freshness round thee throws...
Pagina 304 - There is none In all this cold and hollow world, no fount Of deep, strong, deathless love, save that within A mother's heart.

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