PoemsT. Cadell and W. Davies, 1816 - Всего страниц: 246 |
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Стр. 38
... deep recesses of the past , O'er dusky forms in chains of slumber cast ; With giant - grasp fling back the folds of night , And snatch the faithless fugitive to light . So thro ' the grove the impatient mother flies , Each sunless glade ...
... deep recesses of the past , O'er dusky forms in chains of slumber cast ; With giant - grasp fling back the folds of night , And snatch the faithless fugitive to light . So thro ' the grove the impatient mother flies , Each sunless glade ...
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... deep - toned music round . Long by the paddock's humble pale confined , His aged hunters coursed the viewless wind : And each , with glowing energy pourtrayed , The far - famed triumphs of the field displayed ; Usurped the canvas of the ...
... deep - toned music round . Long by the paddock's humble pale confined , His aged hunters coursed the viewless wind : And each , with glowing energy pourtrayed , The far - famed triumphs of the field displayed ; Usurped the canvas of the ...
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... deep shades irregularly threw ; Their shifting sail dropt gently from the cove , Down by St. Herbert's consecrated grove ; e Whence erst the chanted hymn , the tapered rite Amused the fisher's solitary night : And still the mitred ...
... deep shades irregularly threw ; Their shifting sail dropt gently from the cove , Down by St. Herbert's consecrated grove ; e Whence erst the chanted hymn , the tapered rite Amused the fisher's solitary night : And still the mitred ...
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... deep serene she hung , And her broad lights on every mountain flung ; When lo ! a sudden blast the vessel blew , f And to the surge consigned the little crew . All , all escaped - but ere the lover bore His faint and faded JULIA to the ...
... deep serene she hung , And her broad lights on every mountain flung ; When lo ! a sudden blast the vessel blew , f And to the surge consigned the little crew . All , all escaped - but ere the lover bore His faint and faded JULIA to the ...
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... deep sobs among the aged trees ; And at each pause her melting accents caught , In sweet delirium of romantic thought ! Dear was the grot that shunned the blaze of day ; gave its spars to shoot a trembling ray . She The spring , that ...
... deep sobs among the aged trees ; And at each pause her melting accents caught , In sweet delirium of romantic thought ! Dear was the grot that shunned the blaze of day ; gave its spars to shoot a trembling ray . She The spring , that ...
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adieu age to age antient bids bless blest breast breathe bright Cacique calm CANTO cell charm clime Columbus controul Cortes courser dark dead deep delight desert shore dream echo Euripides father fear fled fond frown gaze glows grove hail hand heart heaven Hence Herrera hour human voice hung inspires Jacqueline light live Maximian melt MEMORY mighty Wind mind murmurs Muse night NOTE C. P. NOTE f o'er once pensive pleasure rapture reign repose rise rite round rude sacred sail says scene secret seraph shade shine shone shore sigh silent sleep smile song soon sooth sorrow soul sphere spirit spring steals sung sweet swell tears tempest thee thine thou thought thro trace trembling triumphs truth Twas vales VESPASIAN VIRGIL's tomb voice Voyage wake wave weep whence wild wind wing youth
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Стр. 98 - Oh ! she was good as she was fair. None — none on earth above her ! As pure in thought as angels are, To know her was to love her. When little, and her eyes, her voice, Her every gesture said
Стр. 8 - Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain. Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise! * Each stamps its image as the other flies. Each, as the various avenues of sense Delight or sorrow to the soul dispense, Brightens or fades; yet all, with magic art, Controul the latent fibres of the heart.
Стр. 32 - Than when the shades of time serenely fall On every broken arch and ivied wall; The tender images we love to trace, Steal from each year a melancholy grace ! And as the sparks of social love expand, As the heart opens in a foreign land; And, with a brother's warmth, a brother's smile, The stranger greets each native of his isle...
Стр. 116 - 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. 150 - That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my loved lute's romantic sound ; Or crowns of living laurel weave, For those that win the race at eve. The shepherd's horn at break of day, The ballet...
Стр. 65 - And cheaply circulates, through distant climes, The fairest relics of the purest times. Here from the mould to conscious being start Those finer forms, the miracles of art ; Here chosen gems, imprest on sulphur, shine, That slept for ages in a second mine ; And here the faithful graver dares to trace A Michael's grandeur, and a Raphael's grace ! Thy gallery, Florence, gilds my humble walls ; And my low roof the Vatican recalls...
Стр. 148 - MINE be a cot beside the hill ; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear ; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall shall linger near.
Стр. 16 - Hark! the bee winds her small but mellow horn,' Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course. And many a stream allures her to its source. Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense, the soar of thought, Now vainly asks the scenes she left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confin'd!
Стр. 44 - A ming^d gleam of hope and triumph shed, What to thy soul its glad assurance gave, Its hope in death, its triumph o'er the grave? The sweet Remembrance...
Стр. 16 - With looks that asked, yet dared not hope relief, Want with her babes round generous Valour clung, To wring the slow surrender from his tongue, 'Twas thine to animate her closing eye ; .> Alas ! 'twas thine perchance the first to die, > Crushed by her meagre hand when welcomed from j the sky.