The Poetical Works of Collins, Gray, and Beattie: With Lord Byron's English Bards and Scotch Reviewers, Hours of IdlenessBaynes and Son, 1824 - 446 ページ |
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... thee Well A Sketch Farewell Enigma ENGLISH BARDS , AND SCOTCH REVIEWERS ; a Satire Waltz : an apostrophic Hymn To Jessy Extempore Lines addressed to T. Moore , Esq . Lines addressed to Mr. Hobhouse on his Election for Westminster Adieu ...
... thee Well A Sketch Farewell Enigma ENGLISH BARDS , AND SCOTCH REVIEWERS ; a Satire Waltz : an apostrophic Hymn To Jessy Extempore Lines addressed to T. Moore , Esq . Lines addressed to Mr. Hobhouse on his Election for Westminster Adieu ...
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... thee for their queen : With thee be Chastity , of all afraid , Distrusting all , a wise , suspicious maid ; But man the most - not more the mountain doe Holds the swift falcon for her deadly foe . Cold is her breast , like flowers that ...
... thee for their queen : With thee be Chastity , of all afraid , Distrusting all , a wise , suspicious maid ; But man the most - not more the mountain doe Holds the swift falcon for her deadly foe . Cold is her breast , like flowers that ...
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... thee , Hassan , where shall thirst assuage , When fails this cruise , his unrelenting rage ? Soon shall this scrip its precious load resign ; Then what but tears and hunger shall be thine ? ' Ye mute companions of my toils , that bear ...
... thee , Hassan , where shall thirst assuage , When fails this cruise , his unrelenting rage ? Soon shall this scrip its precious load resign ; Then what but tears and hunger shall be thine ? ' Ye mute companions of my toils , that bear ...
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... , and valleys stole away . Along the mountain's bending sides they ran , Till , faint and weak , Secander thus began : Secander . Oh , stay thee , Agib , for THE GEORGIAN SULTANA . 15 Agib and Secander; or, the Fugitives.
... , and valleys stole away . Along the mountain's bending sides they ran , Till , faint and weak , Secander thus began : Secander . Oh , stay thee , Agib , for THE GEORGIAN SULTANA . 15 Agib and Secander; or, the Fugitives.
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... thee , Agib , for my feet deny , No longer friendly to my life , to fly . Friend of my heart ! Oh turn thee and survey , Trace our long flight through all its length of way ! And first review that long - extended plain , And yon wide ...
... thee , Agib , for my feet deny , No longer friendly to my life , to fly . Friend of my heart ! Oh turn thee and survey , Trace our long flight through all its length of way ! And first review that long - extended plain , And yon wide ...
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97 ページ - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death?
70 ページ - Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
201 ページ - And darkness and doubt are now flying away ; No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn. So breaks on the traveller, faint, and astray, The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn. See Truth, Love, and Mercy, in triumph descending, And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending, And Beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.
81 ページ - Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes: Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm: Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That hush'd in grim repose expects his evening prey.
35 ページ - tis said, when all were fired, Fill'd with fury, rapt, inspired, From the supporting myrtles round They snatch'd her instruments of sound, And, as they oft had heard apart Sweet lessons of her forceful art, Each, for Madness ruled the hour, Would prove his own expressive power.
97 ページ - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave. Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
96 ページ - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
99 ページ - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his fav'rite tree ; Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he ; " The next with dirges due in sad array Slow thro' the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
70 ページ - A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
80 ページ - Far, far aloof the affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart...