Encompassed unapproachably with power
And darkness and deep solitude an awe
Stood like a black cloud on some aery cliff
Embosoming its lightning—in his sight
Unnumbered glorious spirits trembling stood
Like slaves before their Lord—prostrate around
Heaven’s multitudes hymned everlasting praise.
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What! leapest thou forth as of oldIn the light of thy morning mirth,The last of the flock of the starry fold?Ha! leapest thou forth as of old?Are not the limbs still when the ghost is fled,And canst thou move, Napoleon being dead?How! is not thy quick heart cold?What spark is alive on thy hearth?How! is…
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We begin in what we end.
ONE word is too often profaned
One feeling too falsely disdain’dFor thee to disdain it;One hope is too like despairFor prudence to smother;And pity from thee more dearThan that from another.I can give not what men call love:But wilt thou accept notThe worship the heart lifts aboveAnd the heavens reject not,The desire of the moth for the star,Of the night for…
And that I walk thus proudly crowned withal
I shall not weep out of the vital day,To-morrow dust, nor wear a dull decay.
Listen, listen, Mary mine,
It bursts on the roof like the thunder’s roar,Or like the sea on a northern shore,Heard in its raging ebb and flowBy the captives pent in the cave below.The Apennine in the light of dayIs a mighty mountain dim and gray,Which between the earth and sky doth lay;But when night comes, a chaos dreadOn the…
Art thou indeed forever gone,
Must this poor bosom beat alone,Or beat at all, if not for thee?Ah! why was love to mortals given,To lift them to the height of Heaven,Or dash them to the depths of Hell?Yet I do not reproach thee, dear!Ah, no! the agonies that swellThis panting breast, this frenzied brain,Might wake my –‘s slumb’ring tear.Oh! Heaven…