This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1872 edition. Excerpt: ... brightness beams; When far around the northern pole Auroral splendors mock the night, And, like a fountain, all thy soul O'erflows and sparkles in the light; Then, though no ready word I fiud To tell my transport, none the less Within the mirror of my mind The hour reflects its loveliness; And there, ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1872 edition. Excerpt: ... brightness beams; When far around the northern pole Auroral splendors mock the night, And, like a fountain, all thy soul O'erflows and sparkles in the light; Then, though no ready word I fiud To tell my transport, none the less Within the mirror of my mind The hour reflects its loveliness; And there, when day with noise and glare Dissolves the charm for ear and eye, Its memory lingers, passing fair, With one far sweeter memory. When Music breathes through fairy notes Her soul to mingle with thine own, And round thee all the mystery floats Of dying chime and swelling tone, Till, feeling in thy rapturous joy A presage of diviner things, Thou yearn'st to soar from earth's alloy, A cherub ravished of her wings; Then fills my heart with feelings sweet, Sweet fancies which those strains suggest, And, ever as our glances meet, One thought more blissful than the rest--Itself the soul of music oft, In essence one with heaven above, --Ah, chide not, if I whisper soft The thought as yet unwhispered--love. LONELINESS. Far off the twilight faintly smiled, And, lulled by tones of wind's and streams, Earth slumbered like a dreaming child Whose face grows lovelier as it dreams, And, lighting clouds like golden bars, The moon clomb up the dome of stars. My heart felt all the charm of night, Her spells of mystery and grace, And, aching with a wild delight, Throbbed like a lyre in airless space, For, if no kindred heart be nigh, Such perfect bliss is agony. Near me the semblance sweet and fair Of her I chiefly love below, As if in spirit she were there, Did woo me to forget my woe, And woke, so real did it seem, Warm passion to a waking dream. My heart at first with gladness stirred, As if beside an angel guest. Then shivered, like an orphaned bird Chilled..
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PLEASE NOTE, WE DO NOT SHIP TO DENMARK. New Book. Shipped from UK in 4 to 14 days. Established seller since 2000. Please note we cannot offer an expedited shipping service from the UK.
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Very Good. v, 214 pages. Bound in publisher's blue cloth. Gilt lettering. Spine slightly frayed. Minor rubbing/scuffing. Owner's name (Etta Humphrey) on front end page.
