The Remains of Henry Kirke White of Nottingham with an Account of His Life, Volumen2Longmans, 1816 |
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... heart in sullen woe immur'd ? " He rais'd his head , and thrice essay'd to tell , Thrice from his lips the unfinish'd accents fell ; When thus at last reluctantly he broke His boding silence , and the maid bespoke : " Grieve not , my ...
... heart in sullen woe immur'd ? " He rais'd his head , and thrice essay'd to tell , Thrice from his lips the unfinish'd accents fell ; When thus at last reluctantly he broke His boding silence , and the maid bespoke : " Grieve not , my ...
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... heart . When to the distant land the youth was sped , A lonely life the moody maiden led . Still would she trace each dear , each well - known walk , Still by the moonlight to her love would talk , And fancy , as she paced among the ...
... heart . When to the distant land the youth was sped , A lonely life the moody maiden led . Still would she trace each dear , each well - known walk , Still by the moonlight to her love would talk , And fancy , as she paced among the ...
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... heart , as up the well - known way He bent his steps - and all his thoughts were gay . Oh ! who can paint his agonizing throes , When on his ear the fatal news arose ! Chill'd with amazement , senseless with the blow , He stood a marble ...
... heart , as up the well - known way He bent his steps - and all his thoughts were gay . Oh ! who can paint his agonizing throes , When on his ear the fatal news arose ! Chill'd with amazement , senseless with the blow , He stood a marble ...
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... heart . Dear Native Grove ! where'er my devious track , To thee will Memory lead the wanderer back . Whether in Arno's polish'd vales I stray , Or where " Oswego's swamps " obstruct the day ; Or wander lone , where , wildering and wide ...
... heart . Dear Native Grove ! where'er my devious track , To thee will Memory lead the wanderer back . Whether in Arno's polish'd vales I stray , Or where " Oswego's swamps " obstruct the day ; Or wander lone , where , wildering and wide ...
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... the scream with a sickening heart Much boding of her love . Yet still she kept her lonely way , And this was all her cry , " Oh ! tell me but if Bertrand live , " And I in peace shall die . " And now she came to a horrible rift , All 32.
... the scream with a sickening heart Much boding of her love . Yet still she kept her lonely way , And this was all her cry , " Oh ! tell me but if Bertrand live , " And I in peace shall die . " And now she came to a horrible rift , All 32.
Términos y frases comunes
art thou Athyras awful beauty Behold bliss bosom breast calm CAPEL LOFFT charms cheek CLIFTON GROVE clouds Constantinople crowd dark death deep delight distant divine dost drear eternal fancy fear feel genius gloom Gondoline grace grave groves happiness harmony harp hath head hear heard heart Heaven honours hope human light lonely loud lowly lyre maid MELANCHOLY HOURS mighty mighty winds mind misery moon mortal mournful muse nature never night o'er Ovid pain pale peace pensive philosophy Plato pleasure poem poet praise prayer Pythagoras Quatorzain racter rise round scene serene shade sigh silent sleep slumbers smile soft solemn solitary solitude song sonnet soul sound spirit Star of Bethlehem storm stream sublime sweet tear tell thee thine Thomas Warton thou thought throne twas vale verse virtue wandering wave weep wild winds wing youth Zoroaster
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Página 130 - Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied. That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, — How...
Página 197 - He bowed the heavens also, and came down : and darkness was under His feet. And He rode upon a cherub, and did fly : yea, He did fly upon the wings of the wind.
Página 127 - Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the star of Bethlehem.
Página 131 - Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair. [Yet, though thou fade, From thy dead leaves let fragrance rise ; And teach the Maid That Goodness Time's rude hand defies ; That Virtue lives when Beauty dies.] HK WHITE. «I AM PLEASED, AND YET I'M SAD.
Página 127 - It was my guide, my light, my all, It bade my dark forebodings cease; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. Now safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star, the Star of Bethlehem.
Página 211 - Tis she ! — but why that bleeding bosom gor'd ' Why dimly gleams the visionary sword ? Oh ever beauteous, ever friendly ! tell, Is it in heaven a crime to love too well ? To bear too tender or too firm a heart, To act a Lover's or a Roman's part ? Is there no bright reversion in the sky For those...
Página 198 - THE Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens most high; And underneath his feet he cast The darkness of the sky. 2 On cherub and on cherubim, Full royally, he rode ; And on the wings of mighty winds Came flying all abroad.
Página 59 - ... Thou broodest on the calm that cheers the lands, And thou dost bear within thine awful hands The rolling thunders and the lightnings fleet, Stern on thy dark-wrought car of cloud, and wind, Thou guid'st the northern storm at night's dead noon, Or on the red wing of the fierce Monsoon, Disturb'st the sleeping giant of the Ind. ' In the drear silence of the polar span Dost thou repose ? or in the solitude Of sultry tracts, where the lone caravan Hears nightly howl the tiger's hungry brood ? Vain...
Página 199 - Parts it may ravage, but preserves the whole. On life's vast ocean diversely we sail, Reason the card, but Passion is the gale ; Nor God alone in the still calm we find, He mounts the storm, and walks upon the wind.
Página 126 - And thou wilt turn our wandering feet, And thou wilt bless our way ; Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall greet The dawn of lasting day.