The book of English poetry, with critical and biogr. sketches of the poets1853 |
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... Lord Byron , James Hogg , Redemption , Winter , 43 Verses left at a Reverend 43 Friend's House , Meeting of the Disciples with their risen Lord , Human Life , ... 44 To a Butterfly , Report of an Adjuged Case , not to be found in any of ...
... Lord Byron , James Hogg , Redemption , Winter , 43 Verses left at a Reverend 43 Friend's House , Meeting of the Disciples with their risen Lord , Human Life , ... 44 To a Butterfly , Report of an Adjuged Case , not to be found in any of ...
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... Lord Chancellor , Earl Cowper , and his mother could boast of a still loftier lineage . Hence the additional force acquired by these touching lines in the poet's address on the receipt of his mother's picture : — " My boast is not that ...
... Lord Chancellor , Earl Cowper , and his mother could boast of a still loftier lineage . Hence the additional force acquired by these touching lines in the poet's address on the receipt of his mother's picture : — " My boast is not that ...
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... Lord Chan- cellor , were productive of the most substantial benefits in after years . Cowper left Westminster in his eighteenth year , and his works as a translator preserve abundant evidence that his time there had not been lost . He ...
... Lord Chan- cellor , were productive of the most substantial benefits in after years . Cowper left Westminster in his eighteenth year , and his works as a translator preserve abundant evidence that his time there had not been lost . He ...
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... Lords ; but his sensitive mind shrunk from the idea of such public ap- pearances as the duties of the office involved , and influ- ence was used to obtain its exchange for that of Clerk of the Journals , which , though worth less in a ...
... Lords ; but his sensitive mind shrunk from the idea of such public ap- pearances as the duties of the office involved , and influ- ence was used to obtain its exchange for that of Clerk of the Journals , which , though worth less in a ...
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... Lord Monboddo , Lord Gardens- town , and other patrons , with whose aid he successively passed through the gradations of Usher in the Grammar School at Aberdeen , Professor of Natural Philosophy in Marischal College , and finally of ...
... Lord Monboddo , Lord Gardens- town , and other patrons , with whose aid he successively passed through the gradations of Usher in the Grammar School at Aberdeen , Professor of Natural Philosophy in Marischal College , and finally of ...
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81 ページ - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
142 ページ - MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
346 ページ - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, . And all my midnight hours defend.
145 ページ - Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness ! Close bosom-friend of the maturing Sun ! Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run ; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core...
431 ページ - And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For heaven's sake let us sit upon the ground...
378 ページ - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind 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...
260 ページ - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
136 ページ - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
145 ページ - Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook Or by a cider-press, with patient look Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too...
58 ページ - THOU lingering star, with lessening ray That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my heart was torn. O Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast...