Literary Hours; Or, Sketches Critical, Narrative, and Poetical, Bind 3T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1804 |
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... stream to sleep . Idyll . 8 . With regard to the speech of Eve in Mil- ton , I am tempted to adopt the language of Mr. Wakefield , and to declare , that " be- cause English poetry has nothing more exqui- site to produce , I shall give ...
... stream to sleep . Idyll . 8 . With regard to the speech of Eve in Mil- ton , I am tempted to adopt the language of Mr. Wakefield , and to declare , that " be- cause English poetry has nothing more exqui- site to produce , I shall give ...
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... Streams beauteous thro ' the vault of heav'n , Cheering the weary pilgrim's sight , Wide from his track by tempests driv'n , Can with that sweet expression vie , Which beams from Love's enamour'd eye , And thrills thro ' all his frame ...
... Streams beauteous thro ' the vault of heav'n , Cheering the weary pilgrim's sight , Wide from his track by tempests driv'n , Can with that sweet expression vie , Which beams from Love's enamour'd eye , And thrills thro ' all his frame ...
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... stream of pity roll , And bathe thy manly breast , As lost Maria , rapt in care And hopeless love , to thy sad ear Her wand'rings wild address'd . O yes , while breathes thy tender page , Yes , Sterne , thro ' every distant age , Shall ...
... stream of pity roll , And bathe thy manly breast , As lost Maria , rapt in care And hopeless love , to thy sad ear Her wand'rings wild address'd . O yes , while breathes thy tender page , Yes , Sterne , thro ' every distant age , Shall ...
Side 61
... The soft sweet moss shall be thy bed , With crawling woodbine overspread ; By which the silver - shedding streams Shall gently melt thee into dreams . Thy clothing next shall be a gown Made of the NO . XLIII . 61 HOURS .
... The soft sweet moss shall be thy bed , With crawling woodbine overspread ; By which the silver - shedding streams Shall gently melt thee into dreams . Thy clothing next shall be a gown Made of the NO . XLIII . 61 HOURS .
Side 68
... , live thou free , As is that air that circles thee.- Time steals away like to a stream And we glide hence away with them , * Hesperides , page 230 . No sound recalls the hours once fled , Or roses 68 NO . XLIII . LITERARY.
... , live thou free , As is that air that circles thee.- Time steals away like to a stream And we glide hence away with them , * Hesperides , page 230 . No sound recalls the hours once fled , Or roses 68 NO . XLIII . LITERARY.
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Side 76 - Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.
Side 83 - Since ghost there is none to affright thee. Let not the dark thee cumber ; What though the moon does slumber? The stars of the night Will lend thee their light, Like tapers clear without number.
Side 7 - But neither breath of morn when she ascends With charm of earliest birds, nor rising sun On this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flower, Glist'ring with dew, nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful evening mild, nor silent night With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.
Side 444 - To hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid (Weak masters though ye be) I have be-dimm'd The noontide sun , call'd forth the mutinous winds , And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire , and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt...
Side 27 - By a daisy whose leaves spread Shut when Titan goes to bed ; Or a shady bush or tree, She could more infuse in me, Than all Nature's beauties can, In some other wiser man.
Side 77 - We have short time to stay as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you, or anything. We die As your hours do, and dry Away, Like to the summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Side 444 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back...
Side 75 - To BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last.
Side 222 - And, wondering, on their faces fell To worship that celestial sound. Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well.
Side 444 - By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites ; and you, whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms ; that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...