The West Indies, and Other PoemsLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1823 - Всего страниц: 160 |
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... rise , the billows roll , Still with strong impulse turning to the pole , True as the sun is to the morning true , Though light as film , and trembling as the dew . Then man no longer plied with timid oar , And failing heart , along the ...
... rise , the billows roll , Still with strong impulse turning to the pole , True as the sun is to the morning true , Though light as film , and trembling as the dew . Then man no longer plied with timid oar , And failing heart , along the ...
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... rise ! ' Thoughtful he wander'd on the beach alone ; Mild o'er the deep the vesper planet shone , The eye of evening , brightening through the west Till the sweet moment when it shut to rest : Whither , O golden Venus ! art thou fled ...
... rise ! ' Thoughtful he wander'd on the beach alone ; Mild o'er the deep the vesper planet shone , The eye of evening , brightening through the west Till the sweet moment when it shut to rest : Whither , O golden Venus ! art thou fled ...
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... rise , Springs from the dust , and blossoms to the skies ; Dead to the joys of light and life , the slave Clings to the clod ; his root is in the grave : Bondage is winter , darkness , death , despair ; Freedom the sun , the sea , the ...
... rise , Springs from the dust , and blossoms to the skies ; Dead to the joys of light and life , the slave Clings to the clod ; his root is in the grave : Bondage is winter , darkness , death , despair ; Freedom the sun , the sea , the ...
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... rise in judgment from their gloomy beds , And call down vengeance on their murderers ' heads . Yet small the number , and the fortune blest , Of those who in the stormy deep found rest , Weigh'd with the unremember'd millions more ...
... rise in judgment from their gloomy beds , And call down vengeance on their murderers ' heads . Yet small the number , and the fortune blest , Of those who in the stormy deep found rest , Weigh'd with the unremember'd millions more ...
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... swöln with hurricanes the billows rise , To meet the lightning midway from the skies ; When from the unburthen'd hold his shrieking slaves Are cast , at midnight , to the hungry waves ; Not for his victims strangled in the deeps , Not 42.
... swöln with hurricanes the billows rise , To meet the lightning midway from the skies ; When from the unburthen'd hold his shrieking slaves Are cast , at midnight , to the hungry waves ; Not for his victims strangled in the deeps , Not 42.
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Adorn'd Africa African Slave Trade age to age Albion's amidst arms beauty behold beneath beneath the sky birth blest bloom brave breast breath Casas Charib clime curse dark death deep dust earth eternal fire flood flowers gloom glory GLOW-WORM gold grace grave Greenland gulph Harp heart heaven Herrera hope hyæna isles joys land light lyre Mammon Moravian Brethren morn mother mountains Mungo Parke Muse mysterious nature's Negro night numbers o'er ocean peace plains Pleiades prey race rage reigns rest rise roll roll'd rose round Rush'd shade shadow shine shore sire skies Slave Trade slumbers smiled song Sorrow soul Spain spirit Spring spurn'd star storms sublime sweet thee thine thou tide toil tomb tree trembles turn'd tyrant vale vengeance verdure voice wandering waves weep WEST INDIES Where'er wild Willow wind woes Yellow Fever yoke YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY youth
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Стр. 33 - Here woman reigns : the mother, daughter, wife, Strew with fresh flowers the narrow way of life ! In the clear heaven of her delightful eye, An angel-guard of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fire-side pleasures gambol at her feet. Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found? " Art thou a man — a patriot ? look around, O thou shalt find, howe'er thy footsteps roam, That land thy country, and that spot thy home.
Стр. 1 - Not now as a servant, but above a servant, a brother beloved, specially to me, but how much more unto thee, both in the flesh, and in the Lord?
Стр. 85 - Thus o'er the light jEolian lyre The winds of dark November stray, Touch the quick nerve of every wire, And on its magic pulses play ; — Till all the air around, Mysterious murmurs fill, A strange bewildering dream of sound, Most heavenly sweet,— yet mournful still.
Стр. 6 - Sprang a new world through his stupendous thought, Light, order, beauty ! — While his mind explored The unveiling mystery, his heart adored ; Where'er sublime imagination trod, He heard the voice, he saw the face of GOD. Far from the western cliffs he cast his eye O'er the wide ocean stretching to the sky ; In calm magnificence the sun declined, And left a Paradise of clouds behind : Proud at his feet, with pomp of pearl and gold, The billows in a sea of glory rolled.
Стр. 35 - THERE is a land of every land the pride, Beloved by Heaven o'er all the world beside ; Where brighter suns dispense serener light, And milder moons emparadise the night ; A land of beauty, virtue...
Стр. 32 - There is a spot of earth supremely blest — A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest — Where man, creation's tyrant, casts aside His sword and sceptre, pageantry and pride, While in his softened looks benignly blend The sire, the son, the husband , brother, friend. Here woman reigns : the mother, daughter, wife, Strew with fresh flowers the narrow way of life...
Стр. 84 - I GAVE my Harp to Sorrow's hand, And she has ruled the chords so long, They will not speak at my command ; — They warble only to her song. Of dear, departed hours, Too fondly loved to last, The dew, the breath, the bloom of flowers, Snapt in their freshness by the blast : Of long, long years of future care, Till lingering Nature yields her breath, And endless ages of despair, Beyond the judgment-day of death : — The weeping Minstrel sings ; And while her numbers flow, My spirit trembles with...
Стр. 148 - Of that devoted vessel, tost By winds and floods, now seen, now lost ; While every gun-fire spread A dimmer flash, a fainter roar ; — At length they saw, they heard no more. There are to whom that ship was dear, For love and kindred's sake ; When these the voice of Rumour hear, Their inmost heart shall quake, Shall doubt, and fear, and wish, and grieve, Believe, and long to unbelieve, But never cease to ache ; Still doom'd, in sad suspense, to bear The Hope that keeps alive Despair.
Стр. 23 - Is he not man, by sin and suffering tried ? Is he not man, for whom the Saviour died ? Belie the Negro's powers : — in headlong will, Christian ! thy brother thou shalt prove him still . Belie his virtues ; since his wrongs began, His follies and his crimes have stampt him Man.
Стр. 112 - O'er evanescent joys ; Like flowerets glittering with the dews of morn, Fair for a moment, then for ever shorn: — Ah ! soon beneath the inevitable blow, I too shall lie in dust and darkness low. Then Time, the Conqueror, will suspend His scythe, a trophy, o'er my tomb, Whose moving shadow shall portend Each frail beholder's doom. O'er the wide earth's illumined space, Though Time's triumphant flight be shown, The truest index on its face Points from the churchyard stone.