Foliage, Or, Poems Original and TranslatedC. and J. Ollier, 1818 - 150 ページ |
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... Song His Departed Love to Prince Leopold EPISTLES . - To Lord Byron To Thomas Moore To the same To the same To William Hazlitt To Barron Field To Charles Lamb PAGE · V xxxix xliv xlvii li · lviii · lxiii lxv lxix · lxxviii lxxxiv ...
... Song His Departed Love to Prince Leopold EPISTLES . - To Lord Byron To Thomas Moore To the same To the same To William Hazlitt To Barron Field To Charles Lamb PAGE · V xxxix xliv xlvii li · lviii · lxiii lxv lxix · lxxviii lxxxiv ...
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... - Roses The Banquet PAGE 23 - 34 40 44 58 59 - 61 65 - 78 2825 67 68 83 85 The Dance The Seat under the Tree CATULLUS . - Atys - Nuptial Song of Julia and Manlius - - 87 88 91 - 100 ERRATA . Page xlv . For house's - read houses CONTENTS .
... - Roses The Banquet PAGE 23 - 34 40 44 58 59 - 61 65 - 78 2825 67 68 83 85 The Dance The Seat under the Tree CATULLUS . - Atys - Nuptial Song of Julia and Manlius - - 87 88 91 - 100 ERRATA . Page xlv . For house's - read houses CONTENTS .
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... Song of Julia and Manlius follows , and closes the door . It is reasonably supposed by the commen- tators , that this poem of Atys was a translation from the Greek . It has internal evidence to that effect , in the genius of the ...
... Song of Julia and Manlius follows , and closes the door . It is reasonably supposed by the commen- tators , that this poem of Atys was a translation from the Greek . It has internal evidence to that effect , in the genius of the ...
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... song of the free solitude . And they , at sound of the brute , insolent horn , Hurry the deer out of the dewy morn ; And take into their sudden laps with joy The startled hare that did but peep abroad ; And from the trodden road Help ...
... song of the free solitude . And they , at sound of the brute , insolent horn , Hurry the deer out of the dewy morn ; And take into their sudden laps with joy The startled hare that did but peep abroad ; And from the trodden road Help ...
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... song ; and hidden , amorous dove , With his deep breath ; and bird of wakeful glow , Whose louder song is like the voice of life , Triumphant o'er death's image ; but whose deep , Low , lovelier note is like a gentle wife , A poor , a ...
... song ; and hidden , amorous dove , With his deep breath ; and bird of wakeful glow , Whose louder song is like the voice of life , Triumphant o'er death's image ; but whose deep , Low , lovelier note is like a gentle wife , A poor , a ...
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Achilles Adonis air with Hymen ANACREON Arethuse beauty bees BEN JONSON Bion birds bless bough bowers breathing bright CATULLUS chariot CHARLES LAMB cheerful clouds Cybele Cyclops Dæmon dancing dear divine earth Eunoe eyes fancy feel flowers gentle golden Gorgo Greeks green hair Hampstead hand happy HARRY BROWN hast head heap heart heaven Hector Hymen ring ILIAD John Tomkins kiss Let the air lips locks look lovelier Lycidas MOSCHUS mother mountains mouth Muses of Sicily nature night Nymphs o'er Patroclus Pholoe pipe play pleasure poet poetical poetry Prax Praxinoe Priam raise the dirge round shade Shakspeare shew sing sleep smile snow song spirit spring stir sweet taste thee Theocritus there's thick thine things thou newly married town trees turn Twas twixt Venus verse VINCENT NOVELLO voice weep woods wretched young
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cxxxii ページ - That roamed through the young earth, the glory extreme Of high Sesostris, and that southern beam, The laughing queen that caught the world's great hands. Then comes a mightier silence, stern and strong, As of a world left empty of its throng, And the void weighs on us; and then we wake...
39 ページ - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat — Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats And pleased with what he gets — Come hither, come hither, come hither!
cxvii ページ - GREEN little vaulter in the sunny grass, Catching your heart up at the feel of June; Sole voice that's heard amidst the lazy noon, When even the bees lag at the summoning brass; And you, warm little housekeeper, who class With those who think the candles come too soon, Loving the fire, and with your tricksome tune Nick the glad silent moments as they pass...
cvii ページ - I can't see the snow.covered streets Without thinking of you and your visiting feats, When you call to remembrance how you and one more, When I wanted it most, used to knock at my door ; For, when the sad winds told us rain would come down, Or snow upon snow fairly clogged up the town, And dun, yellow fogs brooded over its white, So that scarcely a being was seen towards night, Then — then said the lady yclept near and dear : " Now, mind what I tell you — the Lambs will be here.
cxvii ページ - With those who think the candles come too soon, Loving the fire, and with your tricksome tune Nick the glad silent moments as they pass; Oh sweet and tiny cousins, that belong, One to the fields, the other to the hearth, Both have your sunshine; both though small are strong At your clear hearts; and both were sent on earth To sing in thoughtful ears this natural song: In doors and out, summer and winter, Mirth.
cxxx ページ - With their heaped locks, or his own Delphic wreath. There seems a love in hair, though it be dead. It is the gentlest, yet the strongest thread Of our frail plant, - a blossom from the tree Surviving the proud trunk; - as if it said, Patience and Gentleness is Power. In me Behold affectionate eternity.
cxxx ページ - :— " It lies before me there, and my own breath Stirs its thin outer threads, as though beside The living head I stood in honoured pride, Talking of lovely things that conquer death. Perhaps he pressed it once, or underneath Ran his fine fingers, when he leant, blank-eyed, And saw in fancy Adam and his bride With their rich locks, or his own Delphic wreath.
lii ページ - Or else you're off at play, John, Just as you'd be all day, John, With hat or not as happens; And there you dance, and clap hands, Or on the grass go rolling, Or plucking...
cxxiv ページ - tis a poet's too. How pleasant the leaves feel ! and how they spread With their broad angles, like a nodding shed Over both eyes ! and how complete and new, As on my hand I lean, to feel them strew My sense with freshness, — Fancy's rustling bed ! Tress-tossing girls, with smell of flowers and grapes Come dancing by, and downward piping cheeks...
xlvii ページ - Sorrows I've had, severe ones, I will not think of now; And calmly, midst my dear ones. Have wasted with dry brow; But when thy fingers press And pat my stooping head, I cannot bear the gentleness, The tears are in their bed. Ah, first-born of thy mother, When life and hope were new, Kind playmate of thy brother, Thy sister, father too; My light, where'er I go, My bird, when prison-bound. My hand in hand companion, - no, My prayers shall hold thee round. To say 'He has departed...