The Poems of William Drummond of Hawthornden: With Life, by Peter CunninghamCochrane and M'Crone, 1833 - 336 من الصفحات |
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... which from mine eyes do fall Help'd you to rise so tall . Tell her , as once I for her sake loved breath , So for her sake I now court ling'ring death . Ah ! Handkerchief , sad present of my dear , 24 . LIFE OF WILLIAM DRUMMOND .
... which from mine eyes do fall Help'd you to rise so tall . Tell her , as once I for her sake loved breath , So for her sake I now court ling'ring death . Ah ! Handkerchief , sad present of my dear , 24 . LIFE OF WILLIAM DRUMMOND .
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... tell from Gades unto Inde , You saw where earth's perfections were confin'd OF jet , Or porphyry , Or that white stone Paros affords alone , Or these in azure dye , Which seem to scorn the sky ; Here Memphis ' wonders do not set , Nor ...
... tell from Gades unto Inde , You saw where earth's perfections were confin'd OF jet , Or porphyry , Or that white stone Paros affords alone , Or these in azure dye , Which seem to scorn the sky ; Here Memphis ' wonders do not set , Nor ...
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... tell by me , their herald , coming things , And what each Fate to her stern distaff sings : Heaven's volume to unclasp , vast pages spread , Mysterious golden cyphers clear to read . Hear then the augur of thy future days , And what the ...
... tell by me , their herald , coming things , And what each Fate to her stern distaff sings : Heaven's volume to unclasp , vast pages spread , Mysterious golden cyphers clear to read . Hear then the augur of thy future days , And what the ...
الصفحة 132
... telling what by thee We should enjoy ? Shades past , now shine thou clear , And henceforth be thou empress of the year , This glory of thy sister's sex to win , From work on thee , as other days from sin , That mankind shall forbear ...
... telling what by thee We should enjoy ? Shades past , now shine thou clear , And henceforth be thou empress of the year , This glory of thy sister's sex to win , From work on thee , as other days from sin , That mankind shall forbear ...
الصفحة 178
... tell That all the time when first our souls are fram'd , Ere in these mansions blind they come to dwell , They live bright rays of that Eternal Light , And others see , know , love , in heaven's great height , Nor toil'd with aught ...
... tell That all the time when first our souls are fram'd , Ere in these mansions blind they come to dwell , They live bright rays of that Eternal Light , And others see , know , love , in heaven's great height , Nor toil'd with aught ...
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amidst azure beams beauty behold Ben Jonson bliss blood blushing brazen bull breast breath bright burn cleave asunder crown cruel crystal darkness reels dear death delight didst dost doth Drummond earth Edinburgh eternal eyes face fair fame Fates fear flames floods flow'rs glory gold golden grace grief hair happy hath Hawthornden heart heaven heavenly hell honour Hydaspes Idmon Jove king kiss light lips live locks look loue Love's lover MADRIGAL mind moon mortal mourn Muses ne'er never night nought numbers nymphs pearls Phoebus plain poet poison'd pow'r praise prince rose sacred sche scorn Scotland shade shadow shalt shepherd shew shine show'rs sighs sight Sith skies songs SONNET soul spring stars strange streams sun posts sweet Sweet Spring Tagus tears thee Thetis thine thou art thought trees turn unto weep whilst wonder woods wound Wyfe
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الصفحة 193 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening
الصفحة 162 - I know that all the muse's heavenly lays, With toil of sprite which are so dearly bought, As idle sounds, of few or none are sought, That there is nothing lighter than mere praise.
الصفحة 118 - Of this fair volume which we World do name If we the sheets and leaves could turn with care, Of him who it corrects, and did it frame, We clear might read the art and wisdom rare: Find out his power which wildest powers doth tame, His providence extending everywhere, His justice which proud rebels doth not spare, In every page, no period of the same. But silly we, like foolish children, rest Well pleased with...
الصفحة 44 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
الصفحة 214 - Since that dear voice which did thy sounds approve. Which wont in such harmonious strains to flow, Is reft from earth to tune those spheres above, What art thou but a harbinger of woe? Thy pleasing notes be pleasing notes no more, But orphans...
الصفحة 43 - Old Chaucer, like the morning star, To us discovers day from far. His light those mists and clouds dissolv'd Which our dark nation long involv'd; But he, descending to the shades, Darkness again the age invades...
الصفحة 252 - DOTH then the world go thus, doth all thus move? Is this the justice which on earth we find ? Is this that firm decree which all doth bind ? Are these your influences, Powers above? Those souls which vice's moody mists most blind, Blind Fortune, blindly, most their friend doth prove; And they who thee, poor idol, Virtue ! love, Ply like a feather toss'd by storm and wind. Ah! if a Providence doth sway this all, Why should best minds groan under most distress? Or...
الصفحة 234 - MADRIGAL My thoughts hold mortal strife ; I do detest my life, And with lamenting cries Peace to my soul to bring Oft call that prince which here doth monarchize : — But he, grim grinning King, Who caitiffs scorns, and doth the blest surprise, Late having deck'd with beauty's rose his tomb, Disdains to crop a weed, and will not come.
الصفحة 11 - Camoens soothed an exile's grief; The Sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow: a glow-worm lamp, It cheered mild Spenser, called from Faery-land To struggle through dark ways ; and when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand...
الصفحة 191 - And, emperor-like, decore With diadem of pearl thy temples fair ; Chase hence the ugly Night, Which serves but to make dear thy glorious light. This is that happy morn That day...