British Poets of the Nineteenth Century, 第 2 部Curtis Hidden Page B.h. Sanborn & Company, 1910 - 935 ページ |
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... speak , the Shepherd had been bound In surety for his brother's son , a man Of an industrious life , and ample means ; But unforeseen misfortunes suddenly Had prest upon him ; and old Michael now Was summoned to discharge the forfeit ...
... speak , the Shepherd had been bound In surety for his brother's son , a man Of an industrious life , and ample means ; But unforeseen misfortunes suddenly Had prest upon him ; and old Michael now Was summoned to discharge the forfeit ...
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... speak the tongue That Shakspeare spake ; the faith and morals hold Which Milton held . - In everything we are sprung Of Earth's first blood , have titles mani- fold . 1802 or 1893. April 16 , 1803 . WHEN I HAVE BORNE IN MEMORY WHEN I ...
... speak the tongue That Shakspeare spake ; the faith and morals hold Which Milton held . - In everything we are sprung Of Earth's first blood , have titles mani- fold . 1802 or 1893. April 16 , 1803 . WHEN I HAVE BORNE IN MEMORY WHEN I ...
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... speak of Yarrow ! " Oh ! green , " said I , " are Yarrow's holms , And sweet is Yarrow flowing ! Fair hangs the apple frae the rock , But we will leave it growing . O'er hilly path , and open Strath , We'll wander Scotland thorough ...
... speak of Yarrow ! " Oh ! green , " said I , " are Yarrow's holms , And sweet is Yarrow flowing ! Fair hangs the apple frae the rock , But we will leave it growing . O'er hilly path , and open Strath , We'll wander Scotland thorough ...
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... speak of something that is gone : The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now , the glory and the dream ? V Our birth is but a sleep and a forget . ting : The Soul that rises ...
... speak of something that is gone : The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now , the glory and the dream ? V Our birth is but a sleep and a forget . ting : The Soul that rises ...
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... speaking , and by fervent love en- dowed With faith , the Suppliant heavenward lifts her hands ; While , like the sun ... Speak , and the floor thou tread'st on will rejoice . Not to appal me have the gods bestowed This precious boon ...
... speaking , and by fervent love en- dowed With faith , the Suppliant heavenward lifts her hands ; While , like the sun ... Speak , and the floor thou tread'st on will rejoice . Not to appal me have the gods bestowed This precious boon ...
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192 ページ - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.— But hark!
43 ページ - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet ; A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food ; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles. And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine ; A Being breathing thoughtful breath, A Traveller...
237 ページ - I see before me the Gladiator lie: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him! — He is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
239 ページ - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, •To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean— roll!
186 ページ - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
407 ページ - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
562 ページ - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life ; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
602 ページ - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance! And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned; and cried Joris "Stay spur! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her, We'll remember at Aix...
98 ページ - Rise, O ever rise, Rise like a cloud of incense, from the Earth ! Thou kingly Spirit throned among the hills, Thou dread ambassador from Earth to Heaven, Great hierarch ! tell thou the silent sky, And tell the stars, and tell yon rising sun, Earth, with her thousand voices, praises God.
345 ページ - 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. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream...