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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... sigh , or charm a care to rest ; In one good deed a fleeting hour employ , Or flush one faded cheek with honest joy ; Blest were my lines , though limited their sphere , Though short their date , as his who traced them here . PART I ...
... sigh , or charm a care to rest ; In one good deed a fleeting hour employ , Or flush one faded cheek with honest joy ; Blest were my lines , though limited their sphere , Though short their date , as his who traced them here . PART I ...
Side 2
... sigh'd to think that little was no more , He breathed his prayer , « Long may such goodness live ! Those once - loved forms , still breathing thro ' their dust , ' T was all he gave , ' t was all he had to give . Still , from the frame ...
... sigh'd to think that little was no more , He breathed his prayer , « Long may such goodness live ! Those once - loved forms , still breathing thro ' their dust , ' T was all he gave , ' t was all he had to give . Still , from the frame ...
Side 3
... sighs so sweet , with transports so refined ! Ethereal Power ! who at the noon of night Recall'st the far - fled spirit ... sigh ; This makes him wish to live , and dare to die . For this young Foscari , ( 8 ) whose hapless fate Venice ...
... sighs so sweet , with transports so refined ! Ethereal Power ! who at the noon of night Recall'st the far - fled spirit ... sigh ; This makes him wish to live , and dare to die . For this young Foscari , ( 8 ) whose hapless fate Venice ...
Side 6
... sigh ! ( 24 ) The weary waste , that lengthened as he ran , Fades to a blank , and dwindles to a span ! Ah ! who can tell the triumphs of the mind , By truth illumined , and by taste refined ? When age has quenched the eye , and closed ...
... sigh ! ( 24 ) The weary waste , that lengthened as he ran , Fades to a blank , and dwindles to a span ! Ah ! who can tell the triumphs of the mind , By truth illumined , and by taste refined ? When age has quenched the eye , and closed ...
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... sigh'd . Ormond bore the loss with patience and dignity : though he ever retained a pleasing , however melan- choly , sense of the signal merit of Ossory . I would not exchange my dead son , » said he , « for any living son in ...
... sigh'd . Ormond bore the loss with patience and dignity : though he ever retained a pleasing , however melan- choly , sense of the signal merit of Ossory . I would not exchange my dead son , » said he , « for any living son in ...
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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.