The frequented village, and other poemsauthor, not published, 1844 - 207 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 16
... seek content , and strive to culture health . Our hamlet claims no baron's wide domain , But well - built homesteads cover all the plain ; And many a flower - encircled porch will meet The eye that wanders down the village street . No ...
... seek content , and strive to culture health . Our hamlet claims no baron's wide domain , But well - built homesteads cover all the plain ; And many a flower - encircled porch will meet The eye that wanders down the village street . No ...
الصفحة 28
... seek a home , and thence return no more ; His youngest dreams at night his thoughts by day , That he too would be happier far away- Fond visions that allure but to betray . One care disturbs the old man's rest alone : His hard - earn'd ...
... seek a home , and thence return no more ; His youngest dreams at night his thoughts by day , That he too would be happier far away- Fond visions that allure but to betray . One care disturbs the old man's rest alone : His hard - earn'd ...
الصفحة 72
... seek , Is looked for by the glad and gay , The sombre and the meek . Our prayers for thee ascend on high , — Thy safety and thy weal ; And may the memory never die Of what this hour we feel . Farewell , farewell ! -thy course is bright ...
... seek , Is looked for by the glad and gay , The sombre and the meek . Our prayers for thee ascend on high , — Thy safety and thy weal ; And may the memory never die Of what this hour we feel . Farewell , farewell ! -thy course is bright ...
الصفحة 75
... seek my peace amongst the dead ; My heart is chilled My gladness is for ever checked , My spirits are for ever wrecked ; Nature no longer hath the charms for me That I could once within her see , - My mind with melancholy thoughts is ...
... seek my peace amongst the dead ; My heart is chilled My gladness is for ever checked , My spirits are for ever wrecked ; Nature no longer hath the charms for me That I could once within her see , - My mind with melancholy thoughts is ...
الصفحة 112
... seek his bread from home , And all her heart's warm feelings rife , In other climes was doomed to roam . There , as he pictured each fond scene On which remembrance loved to dwell , The thought of what he once had been Would oft 112 ...
... seek his bread from home , And all her heart's warm feelings rife , In other climes was doomed to roam . There , as he pictured each fond scene On which remembrance loved to dwell , The thought of what he once had been Would oft 112 ...
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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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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...