The Wanderer of Switzerland, and Other PoemsJ. Ballantyne, 1813 - 175 páginas |
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... held your court ; I had once a home like this ! Bountiful my former lot As my native country's rills ; The foundations of my cot Were her everlasting hills . But those streams no longer pour Rich abundance round my 16.
... held your court ; I had once a home like this ! Bountiful my former lot As my native country's rills ; The foundations of my cot Were her everlasting hills . But those streams no longer pour Rich abundance round my 16.
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... rill meander'd Down the green retiring vale , Poor , forlorn ALCAUS wander'd , Pale with thought , serenely pale : Timeless Sorrow o'er his face Breath'd a melancholy grace , And fix'd on every feature there The mournful resignation of ...
... rill meander'd Down the green retiring vale , Poor , forlorn ALCAUS wander'd , Pale with thought , serenely pale : Timeless Sorrow o'er his face Breath'd a melancholy grace , And fix'd on every feature there The mournful resignation of ...
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... rills of pleasure : - Can man desire , can Heaven bestow , A more resplendent treasure ? Adorn'd with gems so richly bright , We'll form a Constellation , Where every Star , with modest light , Shall gild his proper station . How grand ...
... rills of pleasure : - Can man desire , can Heaven bestow , A more resplendent treasure ? Adorn'd with gems so richly bright , We'll form a Constellation , Where every Star , with modest light , Shall gild his proper station . How grand ...
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... on the margin of the rill , Peeps round the fox's den . Within the garden's cultured round It shares the sweet carnation's bed ; And blooms on consecrated ground In honour of the dead . The lambkin crops its crimson gem , The wild - 152.
... on the margin of the rill , Peeps round the fox's den . Within the garden's cultured round It shares the sweet carnation's bed ; And blooms on consecrated ground In honour of the dead . The lambkin crops its crimson gem , The wild - 152.
Términos y frases comunes
ALBERT Alps arms Art thou battle beauty birth bliss blood blow brave breast breath breezes canton of URI charms clouds cold country's dark dead dear death despair earth EDMUND enchantment eternal expiring faithless fathers fell fire Fire from heaven flame fled flood flowers foes FRIEND GALLIA's GAULS glory grave grief Hark head heart heaven hoary hope and fear horror hurl'd JAMES BALLANTYNE Lake land light Lyre MEMNON moon morn Mother mountains mournful Muse's NATURE's night numbers o'er OCEAN pale peace PILLOW plain poor repose rest rill rise roam rocks roll'd rose round scene seem'd shade Shep shine Sire slain slaves sleep smile soft sorrows soul spirit star storm sweet sweetly Swiss tears tempest thee thine thou Thrice tomb turn'd Twas UNDERWALDEN vale Valley VENGEANCE voice Wand WANDERER OF SWITZERLAND waves weary weep wild wilderness wind wounds youth
Pasajes populares
Página 80 - THERE is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground.
Página 169 - ONCE, in the flight of ages past, There lived a man — and who was he ? Mortal, howe'er thy lot be cast, That man resembled thee.
Página 170 - The changing spirits' rise and fall, We know that these were felt by him, For these are felt by all. He suffered, — but his pangs are o'er ; Enjoyed,— but his delights are fled ; Had friends, — his friends are now no more ; And foes, — his foes are dead. He...
Página 171 - The clouds and sunbeams, o'er his eye That once their shades and glory threw, Have left in yonder silent sky No vestige where they flew.
Página 73 - The soul, of origin divine, God's glorious image freed from clay, In heaven's eternal sphere shall shine A star of day ! The sun is but a spark of fire, A transient meteor in the sky ; The soul, immortal as its Sire, SHALL NEVER DIE!
Página 76 - LIVE ! — repent and pray ; In dust thine infamy deplore ; There yet is mercy ; — go thy way, And sin no more.
Página 75 - Ah! think not, hope not, fool, to find A friend in me. •By all the terrors of the tomb. Beyond the power of tongue to tell...
Página 124 - Welcome to a Land of Rest ! Thus the choir of angels sing, As they bear the soul on high, While with hallelujahs ring All the regions of the sky.
Página 84 - All in awful judgment rise. — 0 then, innocently brave, 1 will wrestle with the wave ; Lo ! Commerce spreads the daring sail, And yokes her naval chariots to the gale. " Blow, ye breezes ! — gently blowing, Waft me to that happy shore, Where, from fountains ever flowing, Indian realms their treasures pour ; Thence returning, poor in health, Rich in honesty and wealth, O'er thee, my dear paternal soil, I'll strew the golden harvest of my toil.
Página 164 - She triumphs ; — the winds and the waters conspire To spread her invincible name ; — The universe rings with her fame ; — But the cries of the fatherless mix with her praise, And the tears of the widow are shed on her bays...