PoemsLea and Blanchard, 1843 - Всего страниц: 316 |
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... age ; There as it glowed , with noblest frenzy fraught , Dispense the treasures of exalted thought ; To Virtue wake the pulses of the heart , And bid the tear of emulation start ! Oh could it still , thro ' each succeeding year , My ...
... age ; There as it glowed , with noblest frenzy fraught , Dispense the treasures of exalted thought ; To Virtue wake the pulses of the heart , And bid the tear of emulation start ! Oh could it still , thro ' each succeeding year , My ...
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... age , dwells most on whatever reminds him of the vigour and vivacity of his youth . The associating principle , as here employed , is no less conducive to virtue than to happiness ; and , as such , it frequently discovers itself in the ...
... age , dwells most on whatever reminds him of the vigour and vivacity of his youth . The associating principle , as here employed , is no less conducive to virtue than to happiness ; and , as such , it frequently discovers itself in the ...
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... age beloved , in poverty revered ; In Friendship's silent register ye live , Nor ask the vain memorial Art can give . But when the sons of peace , of pleasure sleep , When only Sorrow wakes , and wakes to weep , What spells entrance my ...
... age beloved , in poverty revered ; In Friendship's silent register ye live , Nor ask the vain memorial Art can give . But when the sons of peace , of pleasure sleep , When only Sorrow wakes , and wakes to weep , What spells entrance my ...
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... . The hoary grandsire smiles the hour away , Won by the raptures of a game at play ; He bends to meet each artless burst of joy , Forgets his age , and acts again the boy . What tho ' the iron school of War erase Each 34 ROGERS ' POEM S.
... . The hoary grandsire smiles the hour away , Won by the raptures of a game at play ; He bends to meet each artless burst of joy , Forgets his age , and acts again the boy . What tho ' the iron school of War erase Each 34 ROGERS ' POEM S.
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... by taste refined ? When age has quenched the eye , and closed the ear , Still nerved for action in her native sphere , Oft will she rise - with searching glance pursue Some long - loved image vanished from her view ; Dart thro ' the ...
... by taste refined ? When age has quenched the eye , and closed the ear , Still nerved for action in her native sphere , Oft will she rise - with searching glance pursue Some long - loved image vanished from her view ; Dart thro ' the ...
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age to age ancient azure skies bids bless blest breathe bright called calm CANTO charm child Cicero clouds Columbus Cortes courser dark delight dream Euripides father fear fled flowers fond gaze glad glory glows grave grove hail hand hear heart heaven Hence Herodotus Herrera Hist holy hour human voices hung Icarius inspire Jacqueline light live look melting close mind Muse night o'er once path of glory Pausanias Petrarch pleasure rapture resigned rise Roger Bacon round sacred sail sate says scene secret shade shed shine shone shore sigh silent sire sleep smile song soon sorrow soul spirit spring steals stood sung sweet swell tears thee thine thou thought thro trace trembling triumphs truth Twas vale VESPASIAN VIRGIL's tomb virtue voice Voyage wake wandering wave weep whence wild wind wings youth
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Стр. 92 - The soul of music slumbers in the shell, Till waked and kindled by the master's spell; And feeling hearts — touch them but rightly — Pour A thousand melodies unheard before...
Стр. 297 - My conceit of his person was never increased toward him by his place, or honours, but I have and do reverence him, for the greatness that was only proper to himself, in that he seemed to me ever, by his work, one of the greatest men, and most worthy of admiration, that had been in many ages. In his adversity I ever prayed that God would give him strength ; for greatness he could not want. Neither could I condole in a word or syllable for him, as knowing no accident could do harm to virtue, but rather...
Стр. 114 - O eloquent, just, and mighty Death ! whom none could advise, thou hast persuaded ; what none hath dared, thou hast done ; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised ; thou hast drawn together all the far-stretched greatness, all the pride, cruelty, and ambition of man, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hie jacet...
Стр. 211 - Go — you may call it madness, folly ; You shall not chase my gloom away. There's such a charm in melancholy, I would not, if I could, be gay.
Стр. 120 - I began thus far to assent both to them and divers of my friends here at home ; and not less to an inward prompting which now grew daily upon me, that by labour and intent study, which I take to be my portion in- this life, joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after-times, as they should not willingly let it die.
Стр. 113 - I have seen all the works that are done under the sun ; and, behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit.
Стр. 302 - Westward the course of empire takes its way, The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day : Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Стр. 193 - THE Sailor sighs as sinks his native shore, As all its lessening turrets bluely fade ; He climbs the mast to feast his eye once more, And busy fancy fondly lends her aid. Ah ! now, each dear, domestic scene he knew...
Стр. 301 - Young man, there is America — which at this day serves for little more than to amuse you with stories of savage men, and uncouth manners ; yet shall, before you taste of death, show itself equal to the whole of that commerce which now attracts the envy of the world.
Стр. 66 - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses ; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings. Far from me and from my friends be such frigid philosophy, as may conduct us indifferent and unmoved over any ground which has been dignified by wisdom, bravery, or virtue. That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow • warmer among...