The Poets of the Nineteenth Century, 第 1808 巻Robert Aris Willmott George Routledge & Company, 1857 - 398 ページ |
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... lonely gale , Young Edwin , lighted by the evening star , Lingering and listening , wander'd down the vale . There would he dream of graves and corses pale , And ghosts that to the charnel - dungeon throng , And drag a length of ...
... lonely gale , Young Edwin , lighted by the evening star , Lingering and listening , wander'd down the vale . There would he dream of graves and corses pale , And ghosts that to the charnel - dungeon throng , And drag a length of ...
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... lonely and rude as the scene , Her smile to that scene could impart A charm , that might rival the bloom of the vale- But away , thou fond dream of my heart ! From thy rocks , stormy Lannow , I fly ! Now the blasts of the winter come on ...
... lonely and rude as the scene , Her smile to that scene could impart A charm , that might rival the bloom of the vale- But away , thou fond dream of my heart ! From thy rocks , stormy Lannow , I fly ! Now the blasts of the winter come on ...
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... lonely walls To end my days I thought . of " But haply , for my year grace Is not yet pass'd away , Might I still hope to win thy love , No longer would I stay . " " Now farewell grief , and welcome joy Once more unto my heart ; For ...
... lonely walls To end my days I thought . of " But haply , for my year grace Is not yet pass'd away , Might I still hope to win thy love , No longer would I stay . " " Now farewell grief , and welcome joy Once more unto my heart ; For ...
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... , with this sadly - pleasing tear ! Oh , at this still , this lonely hour , Thine own sweet hour of closing day , Awake thy lute , whose charmful power Shall call up Fancy to obey ; TO MELANCHOLY . To paint the wild romantic dream ,. 69.
... , with this sadly - pleasing tear ! Oh , at this still , this lonely hour , Thine own sweet hour of closing day , Awake thy lute , whose charmful power Shall call up Fancy to obey ; TO MELANCHOLY . To paint the wild romantic dream ,. 69.
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... lonely spirit ! let thy song Lead me through all thy sacred haunt ; The minster's moonlight aisles along , Where spectres raise the midnight chaunt , I hear their dirges faintly swell ! Then sink at once in silence drear , While , from ...
... lonely spirit ! let thy song Lead me through all thy sacred haunt ; The minster's moonlight aisles along , Where spectres raise the midnight chaunt , I hear their dirges faintly swell ! Then sink at once in silence drear , While , from ...
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ANN RADCLIFFE ARTEVELDE BEACHY HEAD beam beauty bends beneath bloom BOSCH breast breath bright brow CHARLOTTE SMITH cheek cloud dark dead dear deep delight Ditto dread dream earth fair fear FELICIA HEMANS flowers gaze gentle gleam glory grave green grey hand hast hath heard heart heaven hill hope hour James Godwin JOANNA BAILLIE Kilmeny LEWESDON HILL light live lonely look lov'd MARY HOWITT MARY RUSSELL MITFORD MARY TIGHE morning mother murmur night o'er ocean pass'd pride PRISONER OF CHILLON Queen RICHARD BURNELL rocks rose round SACK OF BALTIMORE scene seem'd shade shadow shines shore sigh silent sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring storm stream summer sweet tears thee thine thought trees trembling Twas vale voice wave weep wild winds wings youth
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162 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...
127 ページ - Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.
108 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.
126 ページ - 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...
123 ページ - I sighed for thee ; When light rode high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried Wouldst thou me...
157 ページ - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.
168 ページ - Brave hearts ! to Britain's pride Once so faithful and so true, On the deck of fame that died, With the gallant good Riou : Soft sigh the winds of heaven o'er their grave ; While the billow mournful rolls, And the mermaid's song condoles, Singing glory to the souls Of the brave.
164 ページ - Far flash'd the red artillery. But redder yet that light shall glow On Linden's hills of stained snow; And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. 'Tis morn ; but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy.
152 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...
12 ページ - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay, So thou, with sails how swift, hast reached the shore 'Where tempests never beat nor billows roar,' And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side.