The Poets of the Nineteenth CenturyRobert Aris Willmott George Routledge & Company, 1857 - 397 ページ |
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... MORNING LANDSCAPE CALM AND STORM A VALLEY AMONG THE HILLS RETIREMENT THOMAS PERCY . THE FRIAR OF ORDERS GRAY GENTLE RIVER WILLIAM COWPER . YARDLEY OAK . LINES TO MY MOTHER'S PICTURE GEORGE CRABBE . A GIPSY ENCAMPMENT . WILLIAM HAYLEY ...
... MORNING LANDSCAPE CALM AND STORM A VALLEY AMONG THE HILLS RETIREMENT THOMAS PERCY . THE FRIAR OF ORDERS GRAY GENTLE RIVER WILLIAM COWPER . YARDLEY OAK . LINES TO MY MOTHER'S PICTURE GEORGE CRABBE . A GIPSY ENCAMPMENT . WILLIAM HAYLEY ...
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... MORNING LANDSCAPE . BUT who the melodies of morn can tell ? The wild brook babbling down the mountain side ; The lowing herd ; the sheepfold's simple bell ; The pipe of early shepherd dim descried In ... MORNING LANDSCAPE . MORNING LANDSCAPE.
... MORNING LANDSCAPE . BUT who the melodies of morn can tell ? The wild brook babbling down the mountain side ; The lowing herd ; the sheepfold's simple bell ; The pipe of early shepherd dim descried In ... MORNING LANDSCAPE . MORNING LANDSCAPE.
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... a wide And sandy road has banks on either side ; Where , lo ! a hollow on the left appear'd , And there a Gipsy tribe their tent had rear'd ; ' Twas open spread , to catch the morning sun. 55 A GIPSY ENCAMPMENT Crabbe B Foster.
... a wide And sandy road has banks on either side ; Where , lo ! a hollow on the left appear'd , And there a Gipsy tribe their tent had rear'd ; ' Twas open spread , to catch the morning sun. 55 A GIPSY ENCAMPMENT Crabbe B Foster.
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Robert Aris Willmott. ' Twas open spread , to catch the morning sun , And they had now their early meal begun , When two brown boys just left their grassy seat , The early Trav'ller with their prayers to greet : While yet Orlando held ...
Robert Aris Willmott. ' Twas open spread , to catch the morning sun , And they had now their early meal begun , When two brown boys just left their grassy seat , The early Trav'ller with their prayers to greet : While yet Orlando held ...
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... morning , first - born of creation , And only less than HIM who marks their track , And guides their fiery wheels . Here must I stop , Or is there aught beyond ? What hand unseen Impels me onward through the glowing orbs Of habitable ...
... morning , first - born of creation , And only less than HIM who marks their track , And guides their fiery wheels . Here must I stop , Or is there aught beyond ? What hand unseen Impels me onward through the glowing orbs Of habitable ...
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art thou ARTEVELDE beam beauty beneath bird blessed BOSCH bosom breast breath breeze bright brow Bruges cheek cloud coursers dark dead dear deep delight dread dream earth EPICURUS face fair father fear flowers gaze gentle gleam glory grave green grey hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill hope hour James Godwin JOANNA BAILLIE Kilmeny Lautaro LEWESDON HILL light Lochiel lonely look look'd lov'd MARY RUSSELL MITFORD MARY TIGHE Medes morning mother murmurs night o'er Orra pride Queen rocks rose round SACK OF BALTIMORE scene seem'd shade shadow shining shore sigh sight silent sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stept stood storm stream sudden fear summer sweet tears thee thine thou thought trees trembling Twas vale voice wave weep wild wind wings youth
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137 ページ - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
162 ページ - O Woman ! in our hours of ease, , Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
132 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...
180 ページ - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormv winds do blow.
179 ページ - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow...
136 ページ - Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sun-burnt mirth ! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth ; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
118 ページ - The last, the sole, the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink, Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this fatal place.
204 ページ - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
115 ページ - A double dungeon wall and wave Have made — and like a living grave Below the surface of the lake The dark vault lies wherein we lay...
172 ページ - Lo !. the death-shot of foemen outspeeding, he rode Companionless, bearing destruction abroad ; But down let him stoop from his havoc on high ! Ah ! home let him speed — for the spoiler is nigh. Why flames the far summit? Why shoot to the blast, Those embers, like stars from the firmament cast ? 'Tis the fire-shower of ruin, all dreadfully driven From his eyrie, that beacons the darkness of heaven. Oh, crested Lochiel ! the peerless in might, Whose banners arise on the battlements...