Miscellaneous PoemsWilliam Benbow, 1826 - 144 ページ |
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... these are very few , And they learn little there , except to know That shadows follow them where'er they go . MUTABILITY . THE flower that smiles to - day To MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . A Dirge A Fragment A Lament A Lament An Allegory.
... these are very few , And they learn little there , except to know That shadows follow them where'er they go . MUTABILITY . THE flower that smiles to - day To MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . A Dirge A Fragment A Lament A Lament An Allegory.
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Percy Bysshe Shelley. MUTABILITY . THE flower that smiles to - day To - morrow dies ; All that we wish to stay , Tempts and then flies ; What is this world's delight ? Lightning that mocks the night , Brief even as bright . Virtue , how ...
Percy Bysshe Shelley. MUTABILITY . THE flower that smiles to - day To - morrow dies ; All that we wish to stay , Tempts and then flies ; What is this world's delight ? Lightning that mocks the night , Brief even as bright . Virtue , how ...
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... smile for all the comfort , love , It may bring to thee , ΤΟ ONE word is too often profaned For me to MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . Death Death They dle the dead return not-Misery Charles the First Dirge for the Year Evening Epitaph From the ...
... smile for all the comfort , love , It may bring to thee , ΤΟ ONE word is too often profaned For me to MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . Death Death They dle the dead return not-Misery Charles the First Dirge for the Year Evening Epitaph From the ...
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... smile , In which not even contempt lurks , to beguile Your heart , by some faint sympathy of hate . O conquer what you cannot satiate ! For to your passion I am far more coy Than ever yet was coldest maid or boy In winter noon . Of your ...
... smile , In which not even contempt lurks , to beguile Your heart , by some faint sympathy of hate . O conquer what you cannot satiate ! For to your passion I am far more coy Than ever yet was coldest maid or boy In winter noon . Of your ...
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... smile instead , For the year is but asleep . See , it smiles as it is sleeping , Mocking your untimely weeping . As an earthquake rocks a corse In its coffin in the clay , So White Winter , that rough nurse , Rocks the death - cold year ...
... smile instead , For the year is but asleep . See , it smiles as it is sleeping , Mocking your untimely weeping . As an earthquake rocks a corse In its coffin in the clay , So White Winter , that rough nurse , Rocks the death - cold year ...
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æther ANTISTROPHE art thou azure beams beauty birds blood and gold blue bosom bowers boy In winter brain breast breath bright calm caves chasm cheek chidden city of death clouds cold cradle dark dead death deep delight desart divine doth dream earth EPODE eyes faint fear fled fleeting river flowers frozen gentle Ginevra gleams glory grass green grey grief hail hair hate heart heaven hopes Imperious inquisition kiss leaves light live love waves Mont Blanc moon morning motion mountains Naples never o'er ocean odour painted veil pale pine Pisa rain rocks round sails SERCHIO serene shadow sigh silent sleep smile snow soft SONG sorrow sound spirit stars storm stream sweet pipings swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought Tmolus vale veil violets voice wandering waters waves weep wept Whilst wild wind wings winter woods
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129 ページ - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
131 ページ - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground...
2 ページ - THE fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the Ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one spirit meet and mingle. Why not I with thine?
39 ページ - Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled; Of neither would I ask the boon I ask of thee, beloved Night— Swift be thine approaching flight, Come soon, soon!
10 ページ - One word is too often profaned For me to profane it ; One feeling too falsely disdained For thee to disdain it ; One hope is too like despair For prudence to smother ; And pity from thee more dear Than that from another. I can give not what men call love : But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above, And the Heavens reject not : The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow?' (1821.) LAST CHORUS OF
129 ページ - Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
50 ページ - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
130 ページ - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine! I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
90 ページ - THE everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves. Now dark — now glittering — now reflecting gloom — Now lending splendour, where from secret springs The source of human thought its tribute brings Of waters, — with a sound but half its own...
130 ページ - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? 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.