Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth CenturyScott, Webster & Geary, 1842 - 490 sider |
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Side 25
... Song 84 ib . Dante's Exile ..... ib . 42 A Fancy Sketch 85 ib . Scene from Constantine Paleologus 43 ... ROGERS , SAMUEL ( born 1762 ) 86 The African Prince 45 The Nun 87 The Kitten 46 The Alps at Daybreak 89 Welcome Bat and Owlet Grey ...
... Song 84 ib . Dante's Exile ..... ib . 42 A Fancy Sketch 85 ib . Scene from Constantine Paleologus 43 ... ROGERS , SAMUEL ( born 1762 ) 86 The African Prince 45 The Nun 87 The Kitten 46 The Alps at Daybreak 89 Welcome Bat and Owlet Grey ...
Side 26
... Song 133 HOGG , JAMES ( born 1772 , died 1835 ) 182 The Return of the Buried One ........ 183 DIBDIN , CHARLES ( born 1745 , died Invocation 185 1814 ) .. 134 Donald Macdonald ib . Poor Jack ib . Tom Bowling Queen Mary's Return to ...
... Song 133 HOGG , JAMES ( born 1772 , died 1835 ) 182 The Return of the Buried One ........ 183 DIBDIN , CHARLES ( born 1745 , died Invocation 185 1814 ) .. 134 Donald Macdonald ib . Poor Jack ib . Tom Bowling Queen Mary's Return to ...
Side 27
... Song of the Nepheliads ... 277 Lines .. 229 To T✶✶ L ** H ** 279 On the Pictures of Salome ib . Song 280 Queen Oriana's Dream ......... 230 Ravenna 281 Hester 231 Evening Scene ... ib . English and Italian Poetry 282 CAMPBELL , THOMAS ...
... Song of the Nepheliads ... 277 Lines .. 229 To T✶✶ L ** H ** 279 On the Pictures of Salome ib . Song 280 Queen Oriana's Dream ......... 230 Ravenna 281 Hester 231 Evening Scene ... ib . English and Italian Poetry 282 CAMPBELL , THOMAS ...
Side 28
... Song ib . Saturday's Sun PAGE 371 373 The Wife of Candaules ib . The Deluge ...... 320 SHELLEY , PERCY BYSSHE ( born Effect of Sublime Scenery 321 1792 , died 1822 ) ............... 374 Woman An Asiatic Insurrection 375 322 ...
... Song ib . Saturday's Sun PAGE 371 373 The Wife of Candaules ib . The Deluge ...... 320 SHELLEY , PERCY BYSSHE ( born Effect of Sublime Scenery 321 1792 , died 1822 ) ............... 374 Woman An Asiatic Insurrection 375 322 ...
Side 29
... Song died 1839 ) ... A Summer Day The Swan Song ......... Hero and Leander The Cross of Vasco da Gama ........ The Proud Ladye Song CONTENTS . 5.
... Song died 1839 ) ... A Summer Day The Swan Song ......... Hero and Leander The Cross of Vasco da Gama ........ The Proud Ladye Song CONTENTS . 5.
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Side 111 - Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy Soul's immensity ; Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet ! Seer blest ! On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find...
Side 112 - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy ! Hence, in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither; Can in a moment travel thither— And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Side 109 - I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone : The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream...
Side 106 - My brother John and I. And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side.' ' How many are you, then,' said I, * If they two are in heaven ?' Quick was the little Maid's reply,
Side 413 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Side 167 - That sometimes from the savage den, And sometimes from the darksome shade, And sometimes starting up at once In green and sunny glade, There came and looked him in the face An angel beautiful and bright, And that he knew it was a fiend...
Side 111 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
Side 168 - Dear Babe, that sleepest cradled by my side, Whose gentle breathings, heard in this deep calm, Fill up the interspersed vacancies And momentary pauses of the thought ! My babe so beautiful ! it thrills my heart With tender gladness, thus to look at thee...
Side 307 - His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are not a spoil for him, — thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth : — there let him lay.
Side 105 - You run about/ my little maid/ your limbs they are alive ; if two are in the churchyard laid/ then ye are only five." " Their graves are green/ they may be seen/" the little maid replied/ "twelve steps or more from my mother's door/ and they are side by side.