Readings in poetry: a selection from the best English poets, from Spenser to the present times; and specimens of several American poets1839 |
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Almindelige termer og sætninger
Absalom and Achitophel amid beams beauty behold beneath born bosom breast breath bright Castle of Indolence charms clouds cried dæmon dark death deep delight dread dream E'en earth eternal fair falchion fame Father fear fire flame flowers glory grave Greece hand hath hear heard heart heaven hills holy hope hopes and fears Idlesse Italy Julius Cæsar king labour light live lonely look Lord Lusitanian lyre mighty mind morn mortal mountain murmuring Muse ne'er night numbers o'er once Palestine poem poet poetry praise pride rage rill rise Rodmond roll round sacred shade shine sigh silent skies sleep smile song soul sound spirit Star of Bethlehem stars storm stream sweet swell tears tempest thee thine thou thought throne thunder toil trembling Trochees Twas vale voice wandering wave ween wild wind wings youth
Populære passager
Side 43 - of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife. Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way. Yet ev'n these bones from insult to protect, Some frail memorial still erected nigh, With uncouth
Side 41 - or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle
Side 42 - has broke; How jocund' did they drive their team a-field! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure: Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry
Side 348 - men sit and hear each other groan; Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs, Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies, Where hut to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs, Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow.
Side 59 - We have as short a spring, As quick a growth to meet decay, As you or any thing : We have short time to stay as you; We die As your hours do, and dry Like to the summer's rain, Or as the pearls of morning dew, Ne'er to be found again. Away,
Side 418 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow: We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, The foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow!
Side 243 - Shout in their sulph'rous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich 2 '! 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 mark
Side 97 - mountains glow. See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee in a flood of day ! No more the rising sun shall gild the morn, Nor evening Cynthia fill her silver horn; But lost, dissolved in thy superior rays, One tide of glory, one unclouded blaze, O'erflow thy courts : the Light himself shall
Side 36 - poem : A man so various, that he seem'd to be, Not one, but all mankind's epitome: Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong; Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon.
Side 74 - Thrice holy fount, thrice holy fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire, Come and thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing. Plenteous of grace, descend from high, Rich in thy sevenfold energy! Thou strength of His almighty hand, Whose power does heaven and earth command. Proceeding Spirit, our defence, Who dost the