The Poetical Works of Rogers, Campbell, J. Montgomery, Lamb, and Kirke White: Complete in One VolumeA. and W. Galignani, 1829 - 497 sider |
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... arms , his arms across her flung , ( That name most dear for ever on his tongue ) As with soft accents round her neck he clings , And cheek to check , her lulling song she sings , How blest to feel the beatings of his heart , Breathe ...
... arms , his arms across her flung , ( That name most dear for ever on his tongue ) As with soft accents round her neck he clings , And cheek to check , her lulling song she sings , How blest to feel the beatings of his heart , Breathe ...
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... arms to die ! Oh thou wert lovely - lovely was thy frame , And pure thy spirit as from Heaven it came ! And , when recall'd to join the blest above , Thou diedst a victim to exceeding love , Nursing the young to health . In happier ...
... arms to die ! Oh thou wert lovely - lovely was thy frame , And pure thy spirit as from Heaven it came ! And , when recall'd to join the blest above , Thou diedst a victim to exceeding love , Nursing the young to health . In happier ...
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... arm against him . Yours are a sterner race . Hence ; and , while we have recourse to stratagem , do you array the ... arms and sat ; ( 7 ) and seem'd to wait Some sudden change ; and sought , in chill suspense , New spheres of being ...
... arm against him . Yours are a sterner race . Hence ; and , while we have recourse to stratagem , do you array the ... arms and sat ; ( 7 ) and seem'd to wait Some sudden change ; and sought , in chill suspense , New spheres of being ...
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... arms again , As soon to wish he had been sought in vain , Chain'd down in Fez , beneath the bitter thong , To the hard bench and heavy oar so long ! Albert of Florence , who , at twilight - time , In my rapt ear pour'd Dante's tragic ...
... arms again , As soon to wish he had been sought in vain , Chain'd down in Fez , beneath the bitter thong , To the hard bench and heavy oar so long ! Albert of Florence , who , at twilight - time , In my rapt ear pour'd Dante's tragic ...
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... arms attend , ( 83 ) Arts to adorn , and arms but to defend . Assembling here , ( 84 ) all nations shall be blest ; The sad be comforted ; the weary rest : Untouch'd shall drop the fetters from the slave ; ( 85 ) And He shall rule the ...
... arms attend , ( 83 ) Arts to adorn , and arms but to defend . Assembling here , ( 84 ) all nations shall be blest ; The sad be comforted ; the weary rest : Untouch'd shall drop the fetters from the slave ; ( 85 ) And He shall rule the ...
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age to age amidst arms art thou beauty behold beneath blest blood bosom breast breath Capel Lofft Charles Lamb charm clouds dark dead death deep delight dream earth eternal father fear fire flame fled flowers gaze gloom glory Gondoline grace grave Greenland grief hand harp hath heard heart heaven Henry Kirke White hope hour Javan land light living lonely look'd Lord lyre mind moon morning mother mountains muse Nature's never night Note numbers o'er once pale pass'd peace Petrarch PSALM rapture rest rise rock rose round scene seem'd shade shine shore sigh silent sing sleep slumbers smile song SONNET sorrow soul spirit star stood storm sublime sweet tears tempest thee Theodric thine thou thought tomb trembling turn'd vale Venice voice wandering waves weep wild wind wings woods youth
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Side 96 - MINE be a cot beside the hill, A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear ; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall, shall linger near. The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch Shall twitter from her clay-built nest ; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest.
Side 41 - The Sun's eye had a sickly glare, The Earth with age was wan The skeletons of nations were Around that lonely man ! Some had expired in fight — the brands Still rusted in their bony hands; In plague and famine some!
Side 39 - I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of Heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer.
Side 70 - GOD is my strong salvation, What foe have I to fear ? In darkness and temptation, My light, my help is near.
Side 75 - For Him shall prayer unceasing And daily vows ascend, His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end: The mountain-dews shall nourish ' A seed in weakness sown, Whose fruit shall spread and flourish And shake like Lebanon.
Side 4 - Come, bright Improvement ! on the car of Time; And rule the spacious world from clime to clime ; Thy handmaid arts shall every wild explore, Trace every wave, and culture every shore.
Side 119 - The storm, that wrecks the winter sky, No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose.
Side 93 - That very law* which moulds a tear, And bids it trickle from its source, That law preserves the earth a sphere, And guides the planets in their course.
Side 40 - By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.
Side 40 - The Soldier's Dream. OUR bugles sang truce ; for the night-cloud had lowered, And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered — The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die.