The Pleasures of Hope, and Other PoemsJoshua Belcher, 1811 - 143 pages |
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adieu afar ANTISTROPHE Arion bark beauty Beauty's bleed bliss bosom bower Brama bright Briton brow Burney burst charm charm'd child clime deed deep delight doom'd dread dust dust return earth eternal fate fire fond friendless Genius Gilderoy glows hail hallow'd hand Hark Hast thou hath heart Heath Heav'n Heav'n's command heav'nly Hindoo hour hurl'd isles life's light lonely Loxian lyre MEDEA Mercy midnight mingles mournful murmur Muse Nature Nature's NOTE numbers o'er pang parricide Peace pensive Plato PLEASURES OF HOPE Poland poor dog Tray pow'r PRINTED FOR LONGMAN proud rapture rocks sacred sapient sculp seraph shade shalt shore sigh slumber smile song soothe sorrow soul spirit storm sublime sweep sweet tear thee thine THOMAS CAMPBELL trembling triumph Truth twas unfathom'd vale viewless watch wave weep wheels wild winds wing wounded Hussar wrath wretch
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Page 25 - 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. On Erie's banks, where tigers steal along, And the dread Indian chants a dismal song, Where human fiends on midnight errands walk, And bathe in brains the murderous tomahawk ; There shall the flocks on thymy pasture stray, And shepherds dance at Summer's opening day ; Each wandering genius of the lonely glen Shall start...
Page 67 - Unfading HOPE ! when life's last embers burn, When soul to soul, and dust to dust return ! Heaven to thy charge resigns the awful hour ! Oh ! then, thy kingdom comes ! Immortal Power ! What though each spark of earth-born rapture fly The quivering lip, pale cheek, and closing eye ! Bright to the soul thy seraph hands convey The morning dream of life's eternal day...
Page 29 - Departed spirits of the mighty dead! Ye that at Marathon and Leuctra bled! Friends of the world! restore your swords to man, Fight in his sacred cause, and lead the van! Yet for Sarmatia's tears of blood atone, And make her arm puissant as your own! Oh! once again to Freedom's cause return The patriot TELL — the BRUCE OF BANNOCKBURN!
Page 7 - Now far he sweeps, where scarce a summer smiles, On Behring's rocks, or Greenland's naked isles : Cold on his midnight watch the breezes blow, From wastes that slumber in eternal snow ; And waft, across the waves' tumultuous roar, The wolf's long howl from Oonalaska's shore.
Page 54 - The world was sad! — the garden was a wild ! And man, the hermit, sigh'd — till woman smiled...
Page 8 - Poor child of danger, nursling of the storm, Sad are the woes that -wreck thy manly form ! . . Rocks, waves, and winds, the shatter'd bark delay ; Thy heart is sad, thy home is far away. But HOPE can here her moonlight vigils keep, And sing to charm the spirit of the 'deep : . Swift as yon streamer lights the starry pole, Her visions warm the watchman's pensive soul...
Page 58 - Hesperian planet hail, And the lone cuckoo sighs along the vale, His path shall be where streamy mountains swell Their shadowy grandeur o'er the narrow dell, Where mouldering piles and forests intervene, Mingling with darker tints the living green ; No circling hills his ravish'd eye to bound, Heaven, Earth, and Ocean, blazing all around.
Page 21 - twas there she wept in vain, Till Memory fled her agonizing brain ; — But Mercy gave, to charm the sense of woe, Ideal peace, that truth could ne'er bestow ; Warm on her heart the joys of Fancy beam, And aimless HOPE delights her darkest dream. Oft when yon moon has...
Page 72 - Science search'd, on weary wing, By shore and sea — each mute and living thing ? Launched with Iberia's pilot from the steep, To worlds unknown, and isles beyond the deep ? Or round the cope her living chariot driven, And...