The Poetical Works of Rogers, Campbell, J. Montgomery, Lamb, and Kirke White: Complete in One VolumeA. and W. Galignani, 1829 - 497 pages |
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... smile of morn . O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course , And many a stream allures her to its source . Beyond the search of sense , the soar of thought , Now vainly asks the scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full , its vision so ...
... smile of morn . O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course , And many a stream allures her to its source . Beyond the search of sense , the soar of thought , Now vainly asks the scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full , its vision so ...
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... smile reflected on the wave . From Guinea's coast pursue the lessening sail , And catch the sounds that sadden every gale . Tell , if thou canst , the sum of sorrows there ; Mark the fixed gaze , the wild and frenzied glare , The racks ...
... smile reflected on the wave . From Guinea's coast pursue the lessening sail , And catch the sounds that sadden every gale . Tell , if thou canst , the sum of sorrows there ; Mark the fixed gaze , the wild and frenzied glare , The racks ...
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... smile ? Go , view the splendid domes of Greenwich - Go , And own what raptures from Reflection flow . Hail , noblest structures imaged in the wave ! A nation's grateful tribute to the brave . Hail , blest retreats from war and shipwreck ...
... smile ? Go , view the splendid domes of Greenwich - Go , And own what raptures from Reflection flow . Hail , noblest structures imaged in the wave ! A nation's grateful tribute to the brave . Hail , blest retreats from war and shipwreck ...
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... smile and many a story drew ! High o'er the hearth his forest - trophies hung , And their fantastic branches wildly flung . How would he dwell on the vast antlers there ! These dashed the wave , those fanned the mountain - air . All ...
... smile and many a story drew ! High o'er the hearth his forest - trophies hung , And their fantastic branches wildly flung . How would he dwell on the vast antlers there ! These dashed the wave , those fanned the mountain - air . All ...
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... smile of pity , calmly obser- which he had planted with his own hands at Salona , he should no longer be urged to relinquish the enjoyment of happiness for the pursuit of power . - GIBBON . Note 18 , page 4 , col . 1 . Say , when ...
... smile of pity , calmly obser- which he had planted with his own hands at Salona , he should no longer be urged to relinquish the enjoyment of happiness for the pursuit of power . - GIBBON . Note 18 , page 4 , col . 1 . Say , when ...
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Page 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.
Page 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!
Page 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.
Page 70 - GOD is my strong salvation, What foe have I to fear ? In darkness and temptation, My light, my help is near.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 119 - The storm, that wrecks the winter sky, No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.