English Minstrelsy: Being a Selection of Fugitive Poetry from the Best English Authors; with Some Original Pieces, Hitherto Unpublished, المجلد 1Walter Scott J. Ballantyne and Company, 1810 - 264 من الصفحات |
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... its shady leaves ; The field , whose ears conceal the grain , The yellow treasure of the plain ; All of these , and all I see , Should be sung , and sung by me : They speak their Maker as they can , But want 45 The Wall Flower,
... its shady leaves ; The field , whose ears conceal the grain , The yellow treasure of the plain ; All of these , and all I see , Should be sung , and sung by me : They speak their Maker as they can , But want 45 The Wall Flower,
الصفحة 61
... fond man , distress'd , Hangs on the absent , and laments the blest . Farewell then , Fame , ill sought through fields and blood , Farewell , unfaithful promiser of good : Thou music , warbling to the deafened ear ! Thou 61.
... fond man , distress'd , Hangs on the absent , and laments the blest . Farewell then , Fame , ill sought through fields and blood , Farewell , unfaithful promiser of good : Thou music , warbling to the deafened ear ! Thou 61.
الصفحة 69
... fields adorning . Go , lovely rose , what do'st thou here ? Ling'ring away thy short lived year , Vainly shining , idly blooming , Thy unenjoyed sweets consuming . Vain is thy radiant Garlies hue , No hand to 69 The Flower of Yarrow ...
... fields adorning . Go , lovely rose , what do'st thou here ? Ling'ring away thy short lived year , Vainly shining , idly blooming , Thy unenjoyed sweets consuming . Vain is thy radiant Garlies hue , No hand to 69 The Flower of Yarrow ...
الصفحة 70
... field , What pleasure can the desart yield ? Come to my breast , O all excelling , Is there on earth so kind a dwelling ? Come , my dear maid , thou prettiest maid , That ever smiled in Yarrow shade ; Come , sister of the dewy morning ...
... field , What pleasure can the desart yield ? Come to my breast , O all excelling , Is there on earth so kind a dwelling ? Come , my dear maid , thou prettiest maid , That ever smiled in Yarrow shade ; Come , sister of the dewy morning ...
الصفحة 110
... fields . Athwart thy guardian prow No bold invader's foot shall tempt the strand → Yet say , my country , will the waves and wind Obey thee ? Hast thou all thy hopes resign'd To the sky's fickle faith ? the pilot's wavering hand ? For ...
... fields . Athwart thy guardian prow No bold invader's foot shall tempt the strand → Yet say , my country , will the waves and wind Obey thee ? Hast thou all thy hopes resign'd To the sky's fickle faith ? the pilot's wavering hand ? For ...
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الصفحة 84 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises, 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum...
الصفحة 210 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For Nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.
الصفحة 89 - There must thou wake perforce thy Doric quill; Tis Fancy's land to which thou sett'st thy feet; Where still, 'tis said, the fairy people meet, Beneath each birken shade, on mead or hill. There, each trim lass, that skims the milky store, To the swart tribes their creamy bowls allots ; By night they sip it round the cottage door, While airy minstrels warble jocund notes.
الصفحة 22 - Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights, Wherein you spend your folly : There's nought in this life sweet If man were wise to see't, But only melancholy...
الصفحة 217 - No sedge-crowned sisters now attend, Now waft me from the green hill's side, Whose cold turf hides the buried friend...
الصفحة 65 - TIMELY blossom, Infant fair, Fondling of a happy pair, Every morn and every night Their solicitous delight, Sleeping, waking, still at ease, Pleasing, without skill to please ; Little gossip, blithe and hale, Tattling many a broken tale, Singing many a tuneless song, Lavish of a heedless tongue ; Simple maiden, void of art, Babbling out the very heart, Yet...
الصفحة 89 - But think far off how, on the southern coast, I met thy friendship with an equal flame!
الصفحة 90 - These are the themes of simple, sure effect, That add new conquests to her boundless reign, And fill, with double force, her heart-commanding strain.
الصفحة 43 - The silent heart, which grief assails, Treads soft and lonesome o'er the vales, Sees daisies open, rivers run, And seeks (as I have vainly done) Amusing thought ; but learns to know That solitude 's the nurse of woe.
الصفحة 40 - Happy the man, and happy he alone, He who can call to-day his own: He who, secure within, can say, To-morrow, do thy worst, for I have lived to-day. Be fair or foul, or rain or shine, The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.