 Give back the lost and lovely! — those for whom The place was kept at board and hearth so long, The prayer went up through midnight's breathless gloom, And the vain yearning woke midst festal song ! Hold fast thy buried isles, thy towers o'erthrown...  The castle chapel - Página 173por Regina Maria Roche - 1825Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | 1824
...woke 'midst festal eong ! ' Hold fast thy buried isles, thy towers o'erthrown, —But all is not thine own ! To thee the love of woman hath gone down, Dark flow thy tides o'er manhood's noble head, O'er youth's bright locks and beauty's flowery crown ; — Yet must thou hear a voice — Restore the dead... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1824
...woke 'midst festal song ! Hold fast thy buried isles, thy towers o'erthrown, —But all is not thine own ! To thee the love of woman hath gone down, Dark flow thy tides o'er manhood s noble head, O'er youth's bright locks and beauty's flowery crown ; — Yet must thou hear... | |
 | 1823
...woke 'midst festal song ! Hold fast thy buried isles, thy towers o'erthrown, — But all is not thine own ! To thee the love of woman hath gone down, Dark flow thy tides o'er manhood's noble head, O'er youth's bright locks, and beauty's flowery crown ; — Yet must thou hear a voice — Restore the dead... | |
 | 1823
...woke 'midst festal song ! Hold fast thy buried isles, thy towers o'erthrown, — But all is not thine own ! To thee the love of woman hath gone down, Dark flow thy tides o'er manhood's noble head, O'er youth's bright locks and beauty's flowery crown; — Yet must thou hear a voice — Restore the dead... | |
 | 1823
...'mid>t festal song ! Hold fast thy buried isles, thy towers o'erthrown, — But all is not thine owu ! To thee the love of woman hath gone down, Dark flow thy tides o'er manhood's noble head, O'er youth's bright locks and beautv's flowery crown; — Yet must thon hear a voice — Restore the dead... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1824
...woke "midst festal song ! Hold fast thy buried isles, thy towers o'erthrown, —But all is not thine own ! To thee the love of woman hath gone down, Dark flow thy tides o'er manhood's noble head, O'er youth's bright locks and beauty's flowery crown ; — Yet must thou hear a voice — Restore the dead... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1825 - 205 páginas
...woke 'midst festal song ! Hold fast thy buried Isles, thy towers o'erthrown— But all is not thine own. To thee the love of woman hath gone down, Dark flow thy tides o'er manhood's noble head, O'er youth's bright locks, and beauty's flowery crown, —Yet must thou hear a voice—restore the dead!... | |
 | 1826
...woke midst festal song ; Hold fast thy buried isles, thy towers o'erthrown — But all is not thine own. To thee, the love of Woman hath gone down ; Dark...flow thy tides o'er Manhood's noble head — O'er youth's bright locks, and beauty's flowery crown ; Ytt must thou hear a voice — Restore the dead... | |
 | 1826
...woke 'midst festal song ! Hold fast thy buried isles, thy towers o'erthrown, —But all is not thine own ! To thee the love of woman hath gone down, Dark flow thy tides o'er manhood's noble head, O'er youth's bright locks and beauty's flowery crown : — Yet must tbou hear a voice— Restore the dead... | |
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