The Poetical Works of Rogers, Campbell, J. Montombery, Lamb, and Kirke White: Complete in One VolumeJ. Grigg, no. 9, N. Fourth-Street, 1836 - 444 من الصفحات |
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... wild Vaucluse with love and Laura dwell , And watch and weep in Eloisa's cell . ( 10 ) ' T was ever thus . As now at Virgil's tomb ( 11 ) We bless the shade , and bid the verdure bloom : So Tully paused , amid the wrecks of Time , ( 12 ) ...
... wild Vaucluse with love and Laura dwell , And watch and weep in Eloisa's cell . ( 10 ) ' T was ever thus . As now at Virgil's tomb ( 11 ) We bless the shade , and bid the verdure bloom : So Tully paused , amid the wrecks of Time , ( 12 ) ...
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... wild - wood vales pur- sued ( 25 ) Each mountain scene , majestically rude ; To note the sweet simplicity of life , Far from the din of Folly's idle strife ; Nor there awhile , with lifted eye , revered That modest stone which pious ...
... wild - wood vales pur- sued ( 25 ) Each mountain scene , majestically rude ; To note the sweet simplicity of life , Far from the din of Folly's idle strife ; Nor there awhile , with lifted eye , revered That modest stone which pious ...
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... wild and wondrous change , As any that the wandering tribes require , Stretch'd in the desert round their evening - fire ; As any sung of old in hall or bower To minstrel - harps at midnight's witching hour ! Born in a trance , we wake ...
... wild and wondrous change , As any that the wandering tribes require , Stretch'd in the desert round their evening - fire ; As any sung of old in hall or bower To minstrel - harps at midnight's witching hour ! Born in a trance , we wake ...
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... wild Nature revell'd unrestrain'd , And Sinbad voyaged and the Caliphs reign'd : Of some Norwegian , while the icy gale Rings in her shrouds and beats her iron - sail , Among the snowy Alps of Polar seas Immovable - for ever there to ...
... wild Nature revell'd unrestrain'd , And Sinbad voyaged and the Caliphs reign'd : Of some Norwegian , while the icy gale Rings in her shrouds and beats her iron - sail , Among the snowy Alps of Polar seas Immovable - for ever there to ...
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... wild delight ! New arts of life , new manners meet their sight ! In a new world they wake , as from the dead ; Yet doubt the trance dissolved , the vision fled ! O come , and , rich in intellectual wealth , Blend thought with exercise ...
... wild delight ! New arts of life , new manners meet their sight ! In a new world they wake , as from the dead ; Yet doubt the trance dissolved , the vision fled ! O come , and , rich in intellectual wealth , Blend thought with exercise ...
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age to age amidst arms art thou beauty behold beneath blest blood bosom breast breath CAPEL LOFFT Charles Lamb charm clouds dark dead death deep delight dream earth eternal father fear fire flame flowers gaze gloom glory Gondoline grace grave Greenland grief hand harp hath heard heart heaven HENRY KIRKE WHITE hope hour Javan land light living lonely look'd Lord lyre mind moon morning mother mountains Muse Nature's never night Note numbers o'er once pale pass'd peace Petrarch PSALM rapture rest rise rock rose round scene seem'd shade shine shore sigh silent sing sleep slumbers smile song SONNET sorrow soul spirit star stood storm sublime sweet tears tempest thee Theodric thine thou thought tomb trembling turn'd vale Venice vex'd voice wandering waves weep wild wind wings woods youth
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الصفحة 148 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
الصفحة 147 - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone; By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand, And the Prince of all the land Led them on.
الصفحة 136 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it : I have killed many : I have fully glutted my vengeance. For my country I rejoice at the beams of peace. But do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear.
الصفحة 146 - Lo !. the death-shot of foemen outspeeding, he rode Companionless, bearing destruction abroad ; But down let him stoop from his havoc on high ! Ah ! home let him speed — for the spoiler is nigh. Why flames the far summit? Why shoot to the blast, Those embers, like stars from the firmament cast ? 'Tis the fire-shower of ruin, all dreadfully driven From his eyrie, that beacons the darkness of heaven. Oh, crested Lochiel ! the peerless in might, Whose banners arise on the battlements...
الصفحة 259 - O'er every foe victorious, He on his throne shall rest, From age to age more glorious, All-blessing and all-blest ; The tide of time shall never His covenant remove ; His name shall stand for ever : That name to us is— Love.
الصفحة 149 - I'll forgive your highland chief, My daughter ! — oh ! my daughter...
الصفحة 148 - The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave! Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry!
الصفحة 17 - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses, whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future, predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings. Far from me, and from my friends, be such frigid philosophy as may conduct us indifferent and unmoved over any ground which has been dignified by wisdom, bravery, or virtue. That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow warmer among the...
الصفحة 147 - Ye are brothers ! ye are men ! And we conquer but to save ; So peace instead of death let us bring; But yield, proud foe, thy fleet With the crews, at England's feet ; And make submission meet To our king.
الصفحة 149 - I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of Heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer.