New Elegant Extracts: A Unique Selection from the Most Eminent British Poets and Poetical Translators, المجلد 3C. and C. Whittingham, 1823 |
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الصفحة 11
... beam , Mark who mounts the sacred pyre , Blooming in her bridal vest ; She hurls the torch ! she fans the fire ! To die is to be bless'd§ : She clasps her lord to part no more , And , sighing , sinks ! but sinks to soar . * When we were ...
... beam , Mark who mounts the sacred pyre , Blooming in her bridal vest ; She hurls the torch ! she fans the fire ! To die is to be bless'd§ : She clasps her lord to part no more , And , sighing , sinks ! but sinks to soar . * When we were ...
الصفحة 16
... beams of light and love . ROGERS . FRANCE . Ye clouds ! that far above me float and pause , Whose pathless march no mortal may control ! Ye Ocean - waves ! that , wheresoe'er ye roll , Yield homage only to eternal laws ! Ye woods that ...
... beams of light and love . ROGERS . FRANCE . Ye clouds ! that far above me float and pause , Whose pathless march no mortal may control ! Ye Ocean - waves ! that , wheresoe'er ye roll , Yield homage only to eternal laws ! Ye woods that ...
الصفحة 22
... beam'd so bright ; For thee , from Britain's distant coast , Lo , Richard leads his faithful host ! Aloft in his heroic hand , Blazing , like the beacon's brand , O'er the far affrighted fields , Resistless Kaliburn * he wields . Proud ...
... beam'd so bright ; For thee , from Britain's distant coast , Lo , Richard leads his faithful host ! Aloft in his heroic hand , Blazing , like the beacon's brand , O'er the far affrighted fields , Resistless Kaliburn * he wields . Proud ...
الصفحة 49
... beams forth a mingled ray , Afraid to pour the flood of day On man's too feeble sight . Hence are the motley systems framed , Of right transferr'd , of power reclaim'd , Distinctions weak and vain . Wise Nature mocks the wrangling herd ...
... beams forth a mingled ray , Afraid to pour the flood of day On man's too feeble sight . Hence are the motley systems framed , Of right transferr'd , of power reclaim'd , Distinctions weak and vain . Wise Nature mocks the wrangling herd ...
الصفحة 54
... beams divide ; In light embosom'd , happy , and secure From Winter rage , thou choosest to abide . Bless'd residence ! for there , as poets tell ,. * Castor and Pollux . bathing herself in the river Eurotas . || Nor . 54 P. V. ELEGANT ...
... beams divide ; In light embosom'd , happy , and secure From Winter rage , thou choosest to abide . Bless'd residence ! for there , as poets tell ,. * Castor and Pollux . bathing herself in the river Eurotas . || Nor . 54 P. V. ELEGANT ...
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الصفحة 246 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
الصفحة 311 - Coral is far more red than her lips' red: If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound: I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress, when...
الصفحة 309 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
الصفحة 310 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs where late the sweet birds sang. In me. thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west ; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
الصفحة 322 - LAWRENCE, of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining? Time will run On smoother, till Favonius reinspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun.
الصفحة 326 - In vain to me the smiling mornings shine, And reddening Phoebus lifts his golden fire : The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas ! for other notes repine ; A different object do these eyes require ; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine ; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire...
الصفحة 20 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow; When the fiery fight is heard no more, And the storm has ceased to blow. BATTLE OF THE BALTIC...
الصفحة 309 - ... no help, come let us kiss and part, — Nay I have done, you get no more of me; And I am glad, yea glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free; Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain. Now at the last gasp of love's latest breath, When his pulse failing, passion speechless lies, When faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And innocence is closing up his eyes, —...
الصفحة 323 - Rescued from death by force, though pale and faint. Mine, as whom washed from spot of child-bed taint Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind.
الصفحة 320 - Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow, It shall be still in strictest measure even To that same lot, however mean or high, Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heaven ; All is, if I have grace to use it so, As ever in my great Task-Master's eye.