Sabrinae Corolla in Hortulis Regiae Scholae Salopiensis contexuerunt tres viri [B. H. Kennedy, J. Riddell, and another], floribus legendisimpensis Georgii Bell in vico dicto Fleet Street, 1850 - 328 sider |
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Side 10
... earth , have not the mountains felt ? I ask yon heaven , the all - beholding sun , Has it not seen ? The sea , in storm or calm , Heaven's ever - changing shadow , spread below , Have its deaf waves not heard my agony ? Ah me ! alas ...
... earth , have not the mountains felt ? I ask yon heaven , the all - beholding sun , Has it not seen ? The sea , in storm or calm , Heaven's ever - changing shadow , spread below , Have its deaf waves not heard my agony ? Ah me ! alas ...
Side 16
... earth and air : Where cheeks are blushing , the Spirit is nigh ; Where lips are meeting , the Spirit is there ! His breath is the soul of flowers like these ; And his floating eyes , -oh , they resemble Blue water - lilies , when the ...
... earth and air : Where cheeks are blushing , the Spirit is nigh ; Where lips are meeting , the Spirit is there ! His breath is the soul of flowers like these ; And his floating eyes , -oh , they resemble Blue water - lilies , when the ...
Side 26
... wherever the waters be ; There is nothing now doing , Save terror and ruin , In earth , and in air , and the stormy sea ! BARRY CORNWALL . Lacus Eruptio . Fugere ruptis obiicibus lacus Fugere lymphae : 26 SABRINAE COROLLA . 26.
... wherever the waters be ; There is nothing now doing , Save terror and ruin , In earth , and in air , and the stormy sea ! BARRY CORNWALL . Lacus Eruptio . Fugere ruptis obiicibus lacus Fugere lymphae : 26 SABRINAE COROLLA . 26.
Side 32
... to know thy place on earth Is there where roses latest die ; To know , the steps of youth and mirth Are thine , that pass me by . H. TAYLOR . Navita . Venti qvi nemorum culmina verritis Canentiqve iugo figitis 32 SABRINAE COROLLA .
... to know thy place on earth Is there where roses latest die ; To know , the steps of youth and mirth Are thine , that pass me by . H. TAYLOR . Navita . Venti qvi nemorum culmina verritis Canentiqve iugo figitis 32 SABRINAE COROLLA .
Side 66
... earth , and the hues of the sky , In colour though varied , in beauty may vie , And the purple of ocean is deepest in dye ; Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine , And all , save the spirit of man , is divine ? ' Tis the ...
... earth , and the hues of the sky , In colour though varied , in beauty may vie , And the purple of ocean is deepest in dye ; Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine , And all , save the spirit of man , is divine ? ' Tis the ...
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Side 196 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glist'ring with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild ; then silent night With this her solemn bird and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Side 130 - twas time to counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit ? I lie, I am no counterfeit : to die, is to be a counterfeit ; for he is but the counterfeit of a man who hath not the life of a man : but to counterfeit dying, when a man thereby liveth, is to be no counterfeit, but the true and perfect image of life indeed.
Side 78 - The star that bids the shepherd fold Now the top of heaven doth hold ; And the gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream : And the slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole, Pacing toward the other goal Of his chamber in the east.
Side 156 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry. Few, few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding-sheet ; And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Side 154 - Far flashed the red artillery. But redder yet that light shall glow On Linden's hills of stained snow, And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. Tis morn ; but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy.
Side 248 - They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths : their soul is melted because of trouble. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit's end.
Side 114 - Therefore doth heaven divide The state of man in divers functions, Setting endeavour in continual motion ; To which is fixed, as an aim or butt, Obedience : for so work the honey-bees, Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom.
Side 266 - Of nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye Mists and Exhalations that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky or grey, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great Author rise...
Side 152 - Sweet echo, sweetest nymph, that liv'st unseen Within thy airy shell By slow Meander's margent green, And in the violet-embroidered vale Where the love-lorn nightingale Nightly to thee her sad song mourneth well: Canst thou not tell me of a gentle pair That likest thy Narcissus are? O, if thou have Hid them in some flowery cave, Tell me but where, Sweet Queen of Parley, Daughter of the Sphere! So may'st thou be translated to the skies, And give resounding grace to all Heaven's harmonies!
Side 258 - For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O Lord, thou knowest it altogether. Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me ; it is high, I cannot attain unto it.