The Poetical Register, and Repository of Fugitive Poetry for ..., 第 2 巻F. and C. Rivington, 1803 |
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... sighs and whisper soft , A suitor to her virgin pride . Oft when thy rays illum'd the dome , That near her mansion rose to view , With secret step I left my home , To meet my love so fair , so true . To tell my tale of love I came , Nor 32.
... sighs and whisper soft , A suitor to her virgin pride . Oft when thy rays illum'd the dome , That near her mansion rose to view , With secret step I left my home , To meet my love so fair , so true . To tell my tale of love I came , Nor 32.
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To tell my tale of love I came , Nor she disdain'd to hear me speak , But sometimes own'd a mutual flame , While night half hid her blushing cheek ; And when above the southern tree , Orion's starry baldrick shone , With sweet reproof ...
To tell my tale of love I came , Nor she disdain'd to hear me speak , But sometimes own'd a mutual flame , While night half hid her blushing cheek ; And when above the southern tree , Orion's starry baldrick shone , With sweet reproof ...
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... tell upon what errand sent . SYLPHIL . No errand now my course affects , My will , and not my fate , directs ; Since you are faithless , I am free , Your falsehood shall not trouble me . SYLPH . Have I been false , my lovely Sylphil , I ...
... tell upon what errand sent . SYLPHIL . No errand now my course affects , My will , and not my fate , directs ; Since you are faithless , I am free , Your falsehood shall not trouble me . SYLPH . Have I been false , my lovely Sylphil , I ...
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... tell , would wake the sleeping dead ! — 11 . Among the rest TOM HAULYARD stood , Full six feet high the Veteran rose ; A rock above the rolling flood , He hurl'd back ruin on his foes . 12 . His gallant Sons around him drew The terrors 61.
... tell , would wake the sleeping dead ! — 11 . Among the rest TOM HAULYARD stood , Full six feet high the Veteran rose ; A rock above the rolling flood , He hurl'd back ruin on his foes . 12 . His gallant Sons around him drew The terrors 61.
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... Tell her , that if her lovely face , Nor beauty , nor expression knew , Nor her fair form a native grace , Allotted only to a few ; Still would she Friendship ever faithful find , From all who own the higher worth of mind . VOL . II . F ...
... Tell her , that if her lovely face , Nor beauty , nor expression knew , Nor her fair form a native grace , Allotted only to a few ; Still would she Friendship ever faithful find , From all who own the higher worth of mind . VOL . II . F ...
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306 ページ - HAST thou a charm to stay the morning-star In his steep course ? So long he seems to pause On thy bald awful head, O sovran BLANC ! The Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly ; but thou, most awful Form ! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again...
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308 ページ - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
307 ページ - O struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops of stars, Or when they climb the sky or when they sink...
307 ページ - Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful Form! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity!
308 ページ - Ye lightnings, the dread arrows of the clouds ! Ye signs and wonders of the elements ! Utter forth God, and fill the hills with praise ! Thou too, hoar Mount!