Poems: By the Rev. Mr. Logan, One of the Ministers of LeithT. Cadell, 1781 - 118 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 27
... skies ; - Elyfium blooms around . Now , now's the morning of thy day ; But , ah ! the morning flies away , And youth is on the wing ; ' Tis Nature's voice , " O pull the rofe , " Now while the bud in beauty blows , " Now while the ...
... skies ; - Elyfium blooms around . Now , now's the morning of thy day ; But , ah ! the morning flies away , And youth is on the wing ; ' Tis Nature's voice , " O pull the rofe , " Now while the bud in beauty blows , " Now while the ...
الصفحة 28
... skies , What youth fhall win the brightest prize That Nature has in ftore ? Whose conscious eyes fhall meet with thine ; Whose arms thy yielding wafte entwine ; Who , ravish'd with thy charms divine , Requires of Heaven no more ! Not ...
... skies , What youth fhall win the brightest prize That Nature has in ftore ? Whose conscious eyes fhall meet with thine ; Whose arms thy yielding wafte entwine ; Who , ravish'd with thy charms divine , Requires of Heaven no more ! Not ...
الصفحة 35
... skies ; Her bofom breathes no finer fire , No radiance of divine defire Illumes refponfive eyes . Gods ! fhall a fordid fon of earth Enfold a form of heavenly birth , And ravish joys divine ? An angel blefs unconscious arms ? The circle ...
... skies ; Her bofom breathes no finer fire , No radiance of divine defire Illumes refponfive eyes . Gods ! fhall a fordid fon of earth Enfold a form of heavenly birth , And ravish joys divine ? An angel blefs unconscious arms ? The circle ...
الصفحة 42
... skies ! " The heavenly fire must ever burn , " The Hero's ftep must never turn " From yon fublime abodes ; " Long muft thy life of labours prove " At laft to die the fon of Jove , " And mingle with the Gods . " THE LOVER S A POE M ...
... skies ! " The heavenly fire must ever burn , " The Hero's ftep must never turn " From yon fublime abodes ; " Long muft thy life of labours prove " At laft to die the fon of Jove , " And mingle with the Gods . " THE LOVER S A POE M ...
الصفحة 52
... Than wedded hearts can e'er reveal ; Pure , as the charities above , Rise the sweet sympathies of love ; And clofer cords than thofe of life Unite the husband to the wife . Like Cherubs new - come from the skies , Henrys Like 52 POEMS .
... Than wedded hearts can e'er reveal ; Pure , as the charities above , Rise the sweet sympathies of love ; And clofer cords than thofe of life Unite the husband to the wife . Like Cherubs new - come from the skies , Henrys Like 52 POEMS .
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accent afcend arms beam beauty Behold bleft bloom bofom bowers ceaſe charm clafp'd climes crown'd CUCKOO darkneſs Defcending deſpair divine e'er earth everlaſting eyes facred fair Fancy father fcenes fhade fhall fhine figh filence fing fkies fleep flow flowers fmile fond fong foon forrow fought foul friendſhip ftar ftranger fudden fweet green grove hall hand HARRIET hear heart Heaven heavenly hill hour houſe huſband HYMN laft laſt light lonely Lord lover morning Mufe mufic Nature Nature's ne'er never night o'er paft paſt peace Philomela praiſe PRAYER OF JACOB promiſed raiſe rife robe rofe roſe round rove ſcene ſhall ſkies ſky ſmiled ſpread ſpring ſtill ſtorm ſtreams tears tender thee Thou art thro tomb unfold unſeen Vale Venus vernal Virgin voice voice of Spring walk wandering waſte weary weep wept whiſper Whoſe wild wind wood Yarrow youth
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الصفحة 4 - I'd fly with thee! We'd make, with joyful wing, Our annual visit o'er the globe, Companions of the Spring. THE BRAES OF YARROW "Thy braes were bonny, Yarrow stream! When first on them I met my lover; Thy braes how dreary, Yarrow stream! When now thy waves his body cover! For ever now, O Yarrow stream! Thou art to me a stream of sorrow; For never on thy banks shall I Behold my love, the flower of Yarrow. "He promised me a milk-white steed, To bear me to his father's bowers; He promised me a little...
الصفحة 2 - The schoolboy, wandering through the wood To pull the primrose gay, Starts, the new voice of spring to hear, And imitates thy lay. What time the pea puts on the bloom, Thou fliest thy vocal vale, An annual guest in other lands, Another spring to hail. Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year ! O, could I fly, I'd fly with thee ! We'd make, with joyful wing, Our annual visit o'er the globe, Companions of the spring.
الصفحة 104 - In her right hand she holds to view A length of happy years ; And in her left the prize of fame, And honour bright appears.
الصفحة 95 - Determined are the days that fly Successive o'er thy head ; The number'd hour is on the wing, That lays thee with the dead.
الصفحة 5 - His mother from the window look'd, With all the longing of a mother; His little sister weeping walk'd The greenwood path to meet her brother : They sought him east, they sought him west, They sought him all the Forest thorough; They only saw the cloud of night, They only heard the roar of Yarrow.
الصفحة 106 - On mountain tops, above the hills, And draw the wondering eyes. To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues shall flow ; Up to the hill of God, they'll say, And to His house we'll go.
الصفحة 117 - Though now ascended up on high, He bends on earth a brother's eye ; Partaker of the human name, He knows the frailty of our frame.
الصفحة 49 - Intrusion marr'd the tender hour, A demon started in the bower ; If, like the past, the future run, And my dark day is but begun, What clouds may hang above my head ? What tears may I have yet to shed...
الصفحة 6 - They only saw the cloud of night, They only heard the roar of Yarrow ! No longer from thy window look, Thou hast no son, thou tender mother ! No longer walk, thou lovely maid ! Alas, thou hast no more a brother ! No longer seek him east or west...
الصفحة 7 - I'll seek thy body in the stream, And then with thee I'll sleep in Yarrow. — The tear did never leave her cheek, No other youth became her marrow ; She found his body in the stream, And now with him she sleeps in Yarrow.