The frequented village, and other poemsauthor, not published, 1844 - 207 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 15
... leaves him its cold heritage , despair . The traveller paints ITALIA's sunny sky , And tips her hills with golden tracery ; The poet sings the perfume of her bowers , And fills her dells with never - fading flowers . But , Wicklow ...
... leaves him its cold heritage , despair . The traveller paints ITALIA's sunny sky , And tips her hills with golden tracery ; The poet sings the perfume of her bowers , And fills her dells with never - fading flowers . But , Wicklow ...
الصفحة 26
... leaves or Summer's glow . And such he is , with every virtue lost In ill - worn heauteur and a rage for cost , - His heart with kindness and his head with sense Endued , he drowns them in magnificence , - A vapid , tasteless passion for ...
... leaves or Summer's glow . And such he is , with every virtue lost In ill - worn heauteur and a rage for cost , - His heart with kindness and his head with sense Endued , he drowns them in magnificence , - A vapid , tasteless passion for ...
الصفحة 29
... leaves the farmer's door Without addition to his wallet's store ; And oft at second dinner you may findi Around his board the impotent and blind . Thus blest and blessing live the happy pair , Their several duties all their aim and care ...
... leaves the farmer's door Without addition to his wallet's store ; And oft at second dinner you may findi Around his board the impotent and blind . Thus blest and blessing live the happy pair , Their several duties all their aim and care ...
الصفحة 42
... leaves him even in the world above , — That bathes thyself in the rippling wave , And sighs thro ' the grass o'er some ... leave ! Spirit that wandered by Sappho's side , Where the nightingales sing , and streamlets glide ; That with ...
... leaves him even in the world above , — That bathes thyself in the rippling wave , And sighs thro ' the grass o'er some ... leave ! Spirit that wandered by Sappho's side , Where the nightingales sing , and streamlets glide ; That with ...
الصفحة 44
... Leave the rose its borrowed grace , Look upon this lily now ! Vainly here I strive to trace The whiteness of thy breast and brow , For where are th ' azure veins that flow ; Along thy forehead's smooth expanse ? It lacks the dazzling ...
... Leave the rose its borrowed grace , Look upon this lily now ! Vainly here I strive to trace The whiteness of thy breast and brow , For where are th ' azure veins that flow ; Along thy forehead's smooth expanse ? It lacks the dazzling ...
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The Frequented Village, and Other Poems <span dir=ltr>William Leslie Fletcher</span> لا تتوفر معاينة - 2016 |
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
ancient Rome Anguish art thou beam beauty Beneath blest blood bloom bosom breast breath bright charms cheek cried Curlieu dare dark dead death doth dream Dublin earth Erin's falchion father feel flower friends glen grave Gunhilda hand happy hast hath hear heart Heaven Herodotus honour hour king King Arthur kiss knew land life's look merry mighty mirth monarch morn Morogh mother Mount Kennedy mountain mountain goat natal day Nature's ne'er neath never night North Strand nought o'er OLORUS pain peace Picts prayer pride prince Promised Home proud Rathdrum reign rills rose round Saxon scarce scorned sigh Sir Tristram Slander sleep smile song soul stream Summer sweet tears thee thine thou art thought thro Thucydides thy brow Twas vale verse village Vortigern weep Western Isle Wicklow wild wish young youth
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الصفحة 103 - Yet Michael the archangel, when contending with the devil he disputed about the body of Moses, durst not bring against him a railing accusation, but said, The Lord rebuke thee.
الصفحة 194 - falls into the yellow Leaf,' and Imagination droops her pinion, And the sad truth which hovers o'er my desk Turns what was once romantic to burlesque.
الصفحة 40 - But words are things, and a small drop of ink . , Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think...
الصفحة 89 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
الصفحة 40 - Of others' feeling; but they are such liars, And take all colours— like the hands of dyers. But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think; Tis strange, the shortest letter which man uses Instead of speech, may form a lasting link Of ages; to what straits old Time reduces...
الصفحة 40 - Tis strange, the shortest letter which man uses Instead of speech, may form a lasting link Of ages ; to what straits old Time reduces Frail man, when paper — even a rag like this, Survives himself, his tomb, and all that's his.
الصفحة 161 - Alengon ordering the Genoese archers to charge; but they were so fatigued with their march, that they cried out for a little rest before they should engage. The Count...
الصفحة 41 - Its inequalities, its frankness, its indignations, its ebbs and flows — are all the reverse of craft ; and what but craft will the world be ruled by — Johnson. Oh, were I smiled on by bounteous Heaven, And all my fond heart's wishes givenj I'd live 'neath the Muses...