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الصفحة 59
... soul on thee . Sail , nor keel , nor helm , nor oar , Need I , ask I , to explore This expanse from shore to shore . Eager fancy , unconfined In a voyage of the mind , Sweeps along thee like the wind . Where the billows cease to roll ...
... soul on thee . Sail , nor keel , nor helm , nor oar , Need I , ask I , to explore This expanse from shore to shore . Eager fancy , unconfined In a voyage of the mind , Sweeps along thee like the wind . Where the billows cease to roll ...
الصفحة 61
... souls ! Bring them forth ; ' tis heaven's decree : Man , assert thy dignity ; Let not brutes look down on thee . Either India next is seen , With the Ganges stretched between ; Ah , what horrors here have been ! War , disguised as ...
... souls ! Bring them forth ; ' tis heaven's decree : Man , assert thy dignity ; Let not brutes look down on thee . Either India next is seen , With the Ganges stretched between ; Ah , what horrors here have been ! War , disguised as ...
الصفحة 69
... souls of good men upon their first arrival in Paradise , to wear out the impressions of the last agonies , and qualify them for the pleasures of that happy place . My heart melted away in secret raptures . I had been often told that the ...
... souls of good men upon their first arrival in Paradise , to wear out the impressions of the last agonies , and qualify them for the pleasures of that happy place . My heart melted away in secret raptures . I had been often told that the ...
الصفحة 111
... souls will faint with fear ; they will not care to sow their fields , and the golden harvests of Dêmêtêr will wave no more in the summer breeze . ' So there came messengers from Ixion , who said , ' If thou wouldest have the wealth ...
... souls will faint with fear ; they will not care to sow their fields , and the golden harvests of Dêmêtêr will wave no more in the summer breeze . ' So there came messengers from Ixion , who said , ' If thou wouldest have the wealth ...
الصفحة 119
... soul Despaired not , firm in faith , Yet not the less did suffering nature feel Her pangs and trials . Long their craving thirst Struggled with fear , by fear itself inflamed ; But drop by drop , that poor , That last supply is drained ...
... soul Despaired not , firm in faith , Yet not the less did suffering nature feel Her pangs and trials . Long their craving thirst Struggled with fear , by fear itself inflamed ; But drop by drop , that poor , That last supply is drained ...
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الصفحة 64 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
الصفحة 155 - This it is and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door — Darkness there and nothing more.
الصفحة 221 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee: Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
الصفحة 172 - I obey : so God ordains ; God is thy law, thou mine : to know no more Is woman's happiest knowledge, and her praise.
الصفحة 170 - THREE Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed; The next in majesty •, In both the last. The force of Nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.
الصفحة 183 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled. And still where many a garden flower grows wild, There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
الصفحة 65 - Hear the loud alarum bells — Brazen bells! What a tale of terror now their turbulency tells ! In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright ! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire...
الصفحة 179 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
الصفحة 274 - Night sank upon the dusky beach and on the purple sea, Such night in England ne'er had been, nor e'er again shall be. From Eddystone to Berwick bounds, from Lynn to Milford Bay, That time of slumber was as bright and busy as the day ; For swift to east and swift to west the ghastly war-flame spread, High on St. Michael's Mount it shone : it shone on Beachy Head. Far on the deep the Spaniard saw, along each southern shire, Cape beyond cape, in endless range, those twinkling points of fire.
الصفحة 285 - The river nobly foams and flows, The charm of this enchanted ground, And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round : The haughtiest breast its wish might bound Through life to dwell delighted here ; Nor could on earth a spot be found To nature and to me so dear, Could thy dear eyes in following mine Still sweeten more these banks of Rhine ! LVI. By Coblentz, on a rise of gentle ground, There is a small and simple pyramid, Crowning the summit of the verdant mound ; Beneath...