The Poetical MelangeG. A. Douglas, 1828 |
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... calm , so bright , Take one example , one of female wo , ........ Take one example , to our purpose quite , The dove let loose in eastern skies , The grave is not a place of rest , .............. The hour arrives , the moment wished and ...
... calm , so bright , Take one example , one of female wo , ........ Take one example , to our purpose quite , The dove let loose in eastern skies , The grave is not a place of rest , .............. The hour arrives , the moment wished and ...
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... calm island ! on whose silvery strand Dropping at once , they fold their silent pinions , - And , as we touch the shores of paradise , In love and beauty walk around our feet ! ' Professor Wilson . THE BIBLE . What were the world ...
... calm island ! on whose silvery strand Dropping at once , they fold their silent pinions , - And , as we touch the shores of paradise , In love and beauty walk around our feet ! ' Professor Wilson . THE BIBLE . What were the world ...
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... calm of that twilight hour Came over our hearts like sleep , And we dreamt of the banks and bonny braes ' That had gladdened our childhood's careless days . And he — the friend at my side that sate , Was a boy whose path had gone ' Mid ...
... calm of that twilight hour Came over our hearts like sleep , And we dreamt of the banks and bonny braes ' That had gladdened our childhood's careless days . And he — the friend at my side that sate , Was a boy whose path had gone ' Mid ...
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... could credit , but would doubt , as she From morning's dew , if it reality J Л 3 Of flesh and blood , or holy vision , saw 36 THE POETICAL MELANGE . Sweet day! so cool, so calm, so bright, Take one example, one of female.
... could credit , but would doubt , as she From morning's dew , if it reality J Л 3 Of flesh and blood , or holy vision , saw 36 THE POETICAL MELANGE . Sweet day! so cool, so calm, so bright, Take one example, one of female.
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... calm that soothes the breast , Is given in earnest of eternal rest . HUMAN LIFE , The lark has sung his carol in the sky ;. The bees have hummed their noon - tide lullaby ; Cowper . Still in the vale the village - bells ring round 90 ...
... calm that soothes the breast , Is given in earnest of eternal rest . HUMAN LIFE , The lark has sung his carol in the sky ;. The bees have hummed their noon - tide lullaby ; Cowper . Still in the vale the village - bells ring round 90 ...
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Стр. 131 - ALL thoughts,' all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve...
Стр. 24 - Tis now become a history little known, That once we call'd the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession ! but the record fair, That memory keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many a storm, that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced.
Стр. 85 - The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse : Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires'
Стр. 222 - Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my Thought, Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret joy: Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven.
Стр. 85 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned.
Стр. 37 - Then shook the hills with thunder riven, Then rushed the steed to battle driven, And louder than the bolts of heaven Far flashed the red artillery. But redder yet that light shall glow On Linden's hills of stained snow, And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. 'Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulph'rous canopy.
Стр. 166 - Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings.
Стр. 37 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Стр. 62 - If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly wisdom's narrow way ; To fly the good I would pursue, Or do the sin I would not do ; Still He, who felt temptation's power, Shall guard me in that dangerous hour.
Стр. 22 - THAT those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away...