The Poetical Works of James Montgomery: Including Several Poems Now First Collected : with a Sketch of His Life, Том 1Bedlington, 1825 |
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... LYRE . " AH ! WHO WOULD LOVE THE LYRE ! " W. B. Stevens .. WHERE the roving rill meander'd , Down the green , retiring vale , Poor , forlorn ALCEUS wander'd Pale with thought ... Lyre ! O Lyre ! my chosen treasure , 154 THE LYRE . The Lyre.
... LYRE . " AH ! WHO WOULD LOVE THE LYRE ! " W. B. Stevens .. WHERE the roving rill meander'd , Down the green , retiring vale , Poor , forlorn ALCEUS wander'd Pale with thought ... Lyre ! O Lyre ! my chosen treasure , 154 THE LYRE . The Lyre.
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... Lyre ! O Lyre ! my chosen treasure , " Solace of my bleeding heart ! " Lyre ! O Lyre ! my only pleasure , " We must now for ever part ; " For in vain thy poet sings , " Woos in vain thine heavenly strings ;; " The Muses , wretched sons ...
... Lyre ! O Lyre ! my chosen treasure , " Solace of my bleeding heart ! " Lyre ! O Lyre ! my only pleasure , " We must now for ever part ; " For in vain thy poet sings , " Woos in vain thine heavenly strings ;; " The Muses , wretched sons ...
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... Lyre and sorrow to the wind , " On an oak , whose branches hoary Sigh'd to every passing breeze , Sigh'd , and told the simple story Of the patriarch of trees ; High in air his harp he hung , Now no more to rapture ... Lyre 156 THE LYRE .
... Lyre and sorrow to the wind , " On an oak , whose branches hoary Sigh'd to every passing breeze , Sigh'd , and told the simple story Of the patriarch of trees ; High in air his harp he hung , Now no more to rapture ... Lyre 156 THE LYRE .
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... Lyre enchants the wind ; Fond ALCEUS listens , lingers , Lingering , listening , looks behind . Now the musick ... Lyre ! Lo his furious hand he flings In a tempest , o'er the strings ; He strikes the chords so quick , so loud , " Tis ...
... Lyre enchants the wind ; Fond ALCEUS listens , lingers , Lingering , listening , looks behind . Now the musick ... Lyre ! Lo his furious hand he flings In a tempest , o'er the strings ; He strikes the chords so quick , so loud , " Tis ...
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... Lyre is mine ? " Heaven - that o'er my helpless head , Many a wrathful vial shed , " Heaven gave this Lyre ! -and thus decreed , Be thou a bruis'd , but not a broken reed . " REMONSTRANCE TO WINTER . AH ! why , unfeeling WINTER ! why ...
... Lyre is mine ? " Heaven - that o'er my helpless head , Many a wrathful vial shed , " Heaven gave this Lyre ! -and thus decreed , Be thou a bruis'd , but not a broken reed . " REMONSTRANCE TO WINTER . AH ! why , unfeeling WINTER ! why ...
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Africa age to age Albert amidst arms Art thou battle BATTLE OF ALEXANDRIA beauty beneath birth blaze blest bliss blood brave breast breath breeze brethren Canton of Uri Casas charms clouds country's dark dead dear death despair earth eternal expire fathers fell fire fled flood flowers foes freedom Fulneck glory grave grief head heart heaven hoary hope horrour isles JAMES MONTGOMERY land light Lyre melancholy Memnon Mirfield Moravian Brethren morn mother mountains Mungo Parke Nature's Negro night Note a. p. Note b. p. o'er ocean pale peace PILLOW plain poems publick race reigns rest rills roam rocks roll rose round shore skies slain slaves smile sorrow soul spirit star storm sweet tears tempest thee thine thou toil tomb Underwalden vale vengeance voice WANDERER OF SWITZERLAND waves weep West-Indies where'er wild wilderness wind woes yoke youth
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Стр. 106 - 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. 106 - Where brighter suns dispense serener light, And milder moons emparadise the night; A land of beauty, virtue, valour, truth, Time-tutored age, and love-exalted youth. The wandering mariner, whose eye explores The wealthiest isles...
Стр. 105 - A land of beauty, virtue, valor, truth, Time-tutored age and love-exalted youth: The wandering mariner, whose eye explores The wealthiest isles, the most enchanting shores, Views not a realm so bountiful and fair, Nor breathes the spirit of a purer air ; In every clime the...
Стр. 215 - Once, in the flight of ages past, There lived a man — and who was he ? Mortal, howe'er thy lot be cast, That man resembled thee. Unknown the region of his birth, The land in which he died unknown : His name has...
Стр. 216 - He is — what thou shall be. The rolling seasons, day and night, Sun, moon, and stars, the earth and main, Erewhile his portion, life and light, To him exist in vain.
Стр. 153 - THERE is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground.
Стр. 149 - The soul, of origin divine, God's glorious image freed from clay, In heaven's eternal sphere shall shine A star of day ! The sun is but a spark of fire, A transient meteor in the sky ; The soul, immortal as its Sire, SHALL NEVER DIE!
Стр. 150 - The GRAVE, that never spake before, Hath found at length a tongue to chide ; O listen ! — I will speak no more : — Be silent. Pride ! " Art thou a WRETCH of hope forlorn, The victim of consuming care ? Is thy distracted conscience torn By fell despair ? " Do foul misdeeds of former times Wring with remorse thy guilty breast...
Стр. 163 - On halcyon wings our moments pass, Life's cruel cares beguiling ; Old Time lays down his scythe and glass, In gay...
Стр. 106 - Here woman reigns ; the mother, daughter, wife, Strews 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 fireside pleasures gambol at her feet. " Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found...