PoemsT. Cadell and W. Davies, 1816 - 246 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 13
... fears , To learn the colour of my future years ! Ah , then , what honest triumph flushed my breast ! This truth once known - To bless is to be blest ! We led the bending beggar on his way , ( Bare were his feet , his tresses silver ...
... fears , To learn the colour of my future years ! Ah , then , what honest triumph flushed my breast ! This truth once known - To bless is to be blest ! We led the bending beggar on his way , ( Bare were his feet , his tresses silver ...
الصفحة 34
... of elder time rehearse , And chant the rude , traditionary verse ; With those , the loved companions of his youth , When life was luxury , and friendship truth . 60 . Ah ! why should Virtue fear the frowns of Fate 34.
... of elder time rehearse , And chant the rude , traditionary verse ; With those , the loved companions of his youth , When life was luxury , and friendship truth . 60 . Ah ! why should Virtue fear the frowns of Fate 34.
الصفحة 35
Samuel Rogers. Ah ! why should Virtue fear the frowns of Fate ? 70 Hers what no wealth can win , no power create ! A little world of clear and cloudless day , 1 . Nor wrecked by storms , nor mouldered by decay ; A world , with MEMORY'S ...
Samuel Rogers. Ah ! why should Virtue fear the frowns of Fate ? 70 Hers what no wealth can win , no power create ! A little world of clear and cloudless day , 1 . Nor wrecked by storms , nor mouldered by decay ; A world , with MEMORY'S ...
الصفحة 62
... fear to die ; For what , except th ' instinctive fear Lest she survive , detains me here , When " all the life of life " is fled ? - What , but the deep inherent dread , Lest she beyond the grave resume her reign , And realize the hell ...
... fear to die ; For what , except th ' instinctive fear Lest she survive , detains me here , When " all the life of life " is fled ? - What , but the deep inherent dread , Lest she beyond the grave resume her reign , And realize the hell ...
الصفحة 75
... fears Dips her dear boy , whose pride restrains his tears . There , VENUS , rising , shrinks with sweet surprize , As her fair self reflected seems to rise ! Far from the joyless glare , the maddening strife , And all the dull ...
... fears Dips her dear boy , whose pride restrains his tears . There , VENUS , rising , shrinks with sweet surprize , As her fair self reflected seems to rise ! Far from the joyless glare , the maddening strife , And all the dull ...
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age to age antient bids bless blest breast breathe bright Cacique calm CANTO charm clime Columbus controul Cortes courser dark dead deep delight desert shore dream echo Euripides father fear fled fond frown gaze glows grove hail hand heart heaven Hence Herrera hour human voice hung inspires Jacqueline light live Maximian melt MEMORY mighty Wind mind murmurs Muse night NOTE C. P. NOTE f NOTE g o'er once pensive pleasure rapture repose resigned rise rite round rude sacred sail says scene secret seraph shade shine shone shore sigh silent sleep smile song soon sooth sorrow soul sphere spirit spring steals sung sweet swell tears tempest thee thine thou thought thro trace trembling triumphs truth Twas vales VESPASIAN VIRGIL's tomb voice Voyage wake wave weep whence wild wind wing youth
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الصفحة 31 - SWEET MEMORY, wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail, To view the fairy-haunts of long-lost hours, Blest with far greener shades, far fresher flowers.
الصفحة 159 - That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my loved lute's romantic sound ; Or crowns of living laurel weave, For those that win the race at eve. The shepherd's horn at break of day, The ballet danced in twilight glade, The canzonet and roundelay Sung in the silent green-wood shade ; These simple joys, that never fail, Shall bind me to my native vale.
الصفحة 133 - Sweet drop of pure and pearly light! In thee the rays of Virtue shine ; More calmly clear, more mildly bright, Than any gem that gilds the mine.
الصفحة 63 - Ann Countess Dowager of Pembroke, &c. for a memorial of her last parting, in this place, with her good and pious mother, Margaret, Countess Dowager of Cumberland, on the 2d of April, 1616; in memory whereof she hath left an annuity of 41.
الصفحة 8 - Long may the ruin spare its hallowed guest ! As jars the hinge, what sullen echoes call ! Oh, haste, unfold the hospitable hall ! That hall, where once, in antiquated state, The chair of justice held the grave debate...
الصفحة 124 - Go — you may call it madness, folly ; You shall not chase my gloom away. There's such a charm in melancholy, I would not, if I could, be gay.
الصفحة 52 - When thy last look, ere thought and feeling fled, A mingled gleam of hope and triumph shed, What to thy soul its glad assurance gave, Its hope in death, its triumph o'er the grave? The sweet Remembrance of unblemished youth, The still inspiring voice of Innocence and Truth...
الصفحة 21 - The intrepid Swiss, who guards a foreign shore, Condemned to climb his mountain-cliffs no more, If chance he hears the song so sweetly wild Which on those cliffs his infant hours beguiled, Melts at the long-lost scenes that round him rise, And sinks a martyr to repentant sighs.
الصفحة 24 - Hark! the bee winds her small but mellow horn,' Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course. And many a stream allures her to its source. Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense, the soar of thought, Now vainly asks the scenes she left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confin'd!
الصفحة 52 - Correct my views, and elevate my soul ; Grant me thy peace and purity of mind, Devout yet cheerful, active yet...