Carmina Varia; Being Miscellaneous Poems

Carmina Varia; Being Miscellaneous Poems

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1867 edition. Excerpt: ...feel half assured By prescience unexplained, intangible As the long shadows cast before the sun? Why need they ears, since sounds like those we hear Cannot exist without an atmosphere? Nor can they feel as we, or pain were known At the rude contact of material things. What is a spirit then?--A presence felt, An essence subtle, and invisible, A mystery the which this veil of flesh Wrapped round our souls prevents the mental eye From piercing through until the hand of death, Tearing it down, shall show us plain, and clear In the bright blaze of heav'n's eternal day Things once in darkness wrapt, or at the best But dimly seen as in the gloaming light That lies between the darkness and the dawn. Hold! cruel one! why pointest thou with iron finger there f Why bringest thou before my gaze that little form so fair? Why shew me still those azure eyes, those locks of sunny hair? That little hand that trembled so within my tender grasp, Those taper rosy fingers that could once so fondly clasp? Oh why recall so cruelly that transient hour of bliss When first I sealed upon her lips the lover's ardent kiss? (5h spirit! spare me, spare me, thou relentless being spare, 'Tis more, 'tis more, than my bereaved my bleeding heart can bear, Away! away I bid thee! yet oh stay! a moment stay If thou canst tell me who has borne my own, my love away. Who was it when my longing lips the cup of bliss had found, That dashed the glitt'ring chalice all in fragments to the ground? Or if I may not know who 'twas that took her from my side, Say, .say where is she, tell me where to find my darling bride! Still silent! not a word! then why dost thou torment me, say? Smile not upon my misery, thou cruel jade, away! I cannot tamely sorrow, cannot passively be sad, My grief has set more

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  • Paperback | 88 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 5mm | 172g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236585402
  • 9781236585400