Pearls from the poets: specimens selected, with biogr. notes, by H.W. DulckenHenry William Dulcken 1860 |
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... rise , And the date grows ripe under sunny skies ? Or amidst the green islands of glittering seas , Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze , And strange , bright birds , on their starry wings , Bear the rich hues of all glorious ...
... rise , And the date grows ripe under sunny skies ? Or amidst the green islands of glittering seas , Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze , And strange , bright birds , on their starry wings , Bear the rich hues of all glorious ...
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... rise , Doth ask a drink divine ; But might I of Jove's nectar sup , I would not change for thine . I sent thee late a rosy wreath , Not so much honouring thee , As giving it a hope , that there It could not withered be . But thou ...
... rise , Doth ask a drink divine ; But might I of Jove's nectar sup , I would not change for thine . I sent thee late a rosy wreath , Not so much honouring thee , As giving it a hope , that there It could not withered be . But thou ...
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... rise and fall ! O lady dear , hast thou no fear ? Why and what art thou dreaming here ? Sure thou art come o'er far - off seas , A wonder to these garden - trees ! Strange is thy pallor , strange thy dress , Strange , above all , thy ...
... rise and fall ! O lady dear , hast thou no fear ? Why and what art thou dreaming here ? Sure thou art come o'er far - off seas , A wonder to these garden - trees ! Strange is thy pallor , strange thy dress , Strange , above all , thy ...
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... Rise up and bathe the world in light ! He looked- Ocean and earth , the solid frame of earth , And ocean's liquid mass beneath him lay , In gladness and deep joy . The clouds were touched , And in their silent faces did he read ...
... Rise up and bathe the world in light ! He looked- Ocean and earth , the solid frame of earth , And ocean's liquid mass beneath him lay , In gladness and deep joy . The clouds were touched , And in their silent faces did he read ...
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... rise solemnly . " " The winds and the waves of ocean , Had they a merry chime ? Didst thou hear , from those lofty chambers , The harp and the minstrel's rhyme ? " " The winds and the waves of ocean , They rested quietly , But I heard ...
... rise solemnly . " " The winds and the waves of ocean , Had they a merry chime ? Didst thou hear , from those lofty chambers , The harp and the minstrel's rhyme ? " " The winds and the waves of ocean , They rested quietly , But I heard ...
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55 ページ - Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not : Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower...
137 ページ - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells — Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
14 ページ - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
156 ページ - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
27 ページ - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
115 ページ - Peace to all such ! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease; Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
138 ページ - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide; 'Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?' I fondly ask: but Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, 'God doth not need Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best: his state Is kingly: thousands...
22 ページ - She had a rustic, woodlai.d air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be? " " How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
121 ページ - WHAT needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones The labour of an age in piled stones ? Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid ? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
56 ページ - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground ! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.