Book of Elegant Poetical ExtractsLeavitt & Allen Bros., 1869 - 506 sider |
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... Fear .. 159 Hatred Feasting 49 Health Features 250 Heart . Feeling 268 Heaven Festivity 209 Hell . Fickleness 270 Hermit . Fighting 74 History Firmness 193 Home Fishing 270 Honesty . Flag .. 71 Honor Flattery 274 Hope Flowers 277 Horse ...
... Fear .. 159 Hatred Feasting 49 Health Features 250 Heart . Feeling 268 Heaven Festivity 209 Hell . Fickleness 270 Hermit . Fighting 74 History Firmness 193 Home Fishing 270 Honesty . Flag .. 71 Honor Flattery 274 Hope Flowers 277 Horse ...
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... OFIE When absent from her whom my soul holds most dear , What a medley of passions invade ! In this bosom what anguish , what hope , and what fear , I endure for my beautiful maid ! BRAHAM . ACTION . 15 When far from thee I bide ,
... OFIE When absent from her whom my soul holds most dear , What a medley of passions invade ! In this bosom what anguish , what hope , and what fear , I endure for my beautiful maid ! BRAHAM . ACTION . 15 When far from thee I bide ,
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... fears ! Thy days like tedious weeks do seem , Thy weeks slow - moving months we deem , Thy months , long - lingering years ! J. T. WATSON , ACTION . Whilst timorous knowledge stands considering , Audacious ignorance hath done the deed ...
... fears ! Thy days like tedious weeks do seem , Thy weeks slow - moving months we deem , Thy months , long - lingering years ! J. T. WATSON , ACTION . Whilst timorous knowledge stands considering , Audacious ignorance hath done the deed ...
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... fear , No blush of conscious guile ; CHARLES SPRAGUE . Its wrongs are pardon'd through a tear , Its hopes crown'd by a smile . The sorrows of thy wounded heart I'll teach thee to forget , And win thee back by gentle art From passion's ...
... fear , No blush of conscious guile ; CHARLES SPRAGUE . Its wrongs are pardon'd through a tear , Its hopes crown'd by a smile . The sorrows of thy wounded heart I'll teach thee to forget , And win thee back by gentle art From passion's ...
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... fear : Then close to ground in expectation lies , Till in the snare the fluttering covey rise . GAY'S Rural Sports . A colt , whose eyeballs flamed with ire , Elate with strength and youthful fire . The lion is , beyond dispute , Allow ...
... fear : Then close to ground in expectation lies , Till in the snare the fluttering covey rise . GAY'S Rural Sports . A colt , whose eyeballs flamed with ire , Elate with strength and youthful fire . The lion is , beyond dispute , Allow ...
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AARON HILL beauty BEN JONSON bliss blush bosom breast breath bright brow BUTLER'S Hudibras BYRON'S Childe Harold BYRON'S Corsair BYRON'S Don Juan BYRON'S Giaour CARLOS WILCOX CHARLES SPRAGUE charms cheek clouds Comus COWPER COWPER'S Task dark death doth dreams DRYDEN earth Essay on Criticism fair fame fate fear feel FITZ-GREEN HALLECK flowers fools GAY's Fables glory gold grace grief hath heart heaven honour hope hour immortal J. T. WATSON JOANNA BAILLIE life's light live lov'd man's Margaret of Anjou MILTON'S Comus MILTON'S Paradise Lost mind MOORE N. P. WILLIS ne'er never o'er pain Paradise Lost Parisina passion pleasure POPE POPE'S Essay praise SHAKSPEARE shine Siege of Corinth sigh smile soft sorrow soul SPENSER'S Fairy Queen spirit SPRAGUE'S Curiosity sweet tears thee thine things THOMSON'S Seasons thro virtue weep WELBY wind young YOUNG'S Night Thoughts youth
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Side 479 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew: Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Side 153 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To lose good days, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow; To have thy prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Side 342 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
Side 457 - And, as a bird each fond endearment tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way. Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain, by turns dismay'd, The reverend champion stood. At his control, Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Side 389 - Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw: Some livelier plaything gives his youth delight, A little louder, but as empty quite: Scarfs, garters, gold, amuse his riper stage, And beads and prayer-books are the toys of age: Pleased with this bauble still, as that before; Till tired he sleeps, and life's poor play is o'er.
Side 85 - PITY the sorrows of a poor old man, Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door. Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span, Oh ! give relief and heaven will bless your store.
Side 297 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
Side 173 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Side 227 - That call'd them from their native walks away ; When the poor exiles, every pleasure past, Hung round the bowers, and fondly look'd their...
Side 420 - First follow Nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring Nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchang'd, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of Art. Art from that fund each just supply provides, Works without show, and without pomp presides: In some fair body thus th...