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Portrait of Felicia Hemans Felicia Hemans Felicia Hemans in The Edinburgh Magazine And Literary Miscellany Volume 11 1822 (1822)

Tame down the swelling heart—the bridal rose,
⁠And the rich myrtle's flow'r,
Have veil'd the sword!—Red wines have sparkled fast
From venom'd goblets, and soft breezes pass'd
With fatal perfume through the revel's bow'r,
⁠Twine the young glowing wreath!
But pour not all your spirit in the song,
Which through the sky’s deep azure floats along,
⁠Like summer's quickening breath!
The ground is hollow in the path of mirth,
Oh! far too daring seems the joy of earth,
So darkly press'd and girdled in by death!
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Portrait of Felicia Hemans Felicia Hemans Felicia Hemans in The Edinburgh Magazine And Literary Miscellany Volume 11 1822 (1822)

And liv'd o'er scenes, the festivals of Death!
And there was mirth too!—strange and savage mirth,
More fearful far than all the woes of earth!
The laughter of cold hearts, and scoffs that spring
From minds to which there is no sacred thing,
And transient bursts of fierce, exulting glee,
The lightning's flash upon its blasted tree!
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Portrait of Felicia Hemans Felicia Hemans Felicia Hemans in The Edinburgh Magazine And Literary Miscellany Volume 11 1822 (1822)

When, through the streets, flash'd out th' avenging sword,
Fearless and free, the sword with myrtles bound* [1] !
⁠Through Rome a triumph pass'd.
Rich in her sun-god's mantling beams went by
That long array of glorious pageantry,
⁠With shout and trumpet-blast.
An empire's gems their starry splendour shed
O'er the proud march; a king in chains was led,
A victor, crown'd and rob'd, came stately last† [2] .
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