The Beauties of the British Poets: With a Few Introductory ObservationsPhillips, Sampson & Company, 1849 - 395 sider |
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... cold marble , where no mention Of me must more be heard — say , I taught thee , -- Say , Wolsey , that once trod the ways of glory , And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour , Found thee a way , out of his wreck , to rise in ; A ...
... cold marble , where no mention Of me must more be heard — say , I taught thee , -- Say , Wolsey , that once trod the ways of glory , And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour , Found thee a way , out of his wreck , to rise in ; A ...
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... cold , and shrinking from th . shower With heavy heart deplores that luckless ho When idly first , ambitious of the town , She left her wheel and robes of country brow Do thine , sweet AUBURN , thine , the lovelies Do thy fair tribes ...
... cold , and shrinking from th . shower With heavy heart deplores that luckless ho When idly first , ambitious of the town , She left her wheel and robes of country brow Do thine , sweet AUBURN , thine , the lovelies Do thy fair tribes ...
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... cold and low they lie ! Their loveliest mother Earth- Entwines the fallen brave , In her sweet lap who gave them birth They find their tranquil grave . THE DIAL This shadow on the Dial's face , That steals from day to day , With slow ...
... cold and low they lie ! Their loveliest mother Earth- Entwines the fallen brave , In her sweet lap who gave them birth They find their tranquil grave . THE DIAL This shadow on the Dial's face , That steals from day to day , With slow ...
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beauty behold beneath blessed blest breast breath bright bright eyes brow charms cheerful clouds cold dark dead dear death deep delight Deloraine doth dread e'en earth ENGLISH POETRY eternal eyes fair fame farewell fear feel fire flowers GENEVRA grace grave Greece green hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hills honour hope hour labour land light lisp look Lord Lycidas lyre maid mind morn murmurs Muse ne'er never night nymph o'er Orpheus pain pale peace pleasure poet praise pride raptures Rhine rill rise round Samian wine scene shade shine shore sigh silent SIR JOHN MOORE skies sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spirit star storm sweet Sweet Auburn tears tempests thee thine thou art thou hast thought toil Twas vale Venice voice wandering wave weary ween weep wild wind wretched youth