The Poetical Register, and Repository of Fugitive Poetry for 1801-11, Volumen7F.C. & J. Rivington, 1812 |
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... graves of the crew of the Royal George . By Eyles Irwin , Esq . Epigram on an Epigram . From the Spanish of Yriarte Epilogue to the Merry Wives of Windsor . By F. N. C. Mun- dy , Esq ... 302 303 304 305 .... 306 307 Stanzas . By P. L. ...
... graves of the crew of the Royal George . By Eyles Irwin , Esq . Epigram on an Epigram . From the Spanish of Yriarte Epilogue to the Merry Wives of Windsor . By F. N. C. Mun- dy , Esq ... 302 303 304 305 .... 306 307 Stanzas . By P. L. ...
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... 425 Ode IV . 427 Epigram , on some elegies on a lap dog 428 Horace , Book I. part of Epist . 18. by the late Rev. G. Wake- field ... 429 Lines from Lord Melcombe to Dr. Young 430 PAGE Dirge , over the grave of an old friend xi.
... 425 Ode IV . 427 Epigram , on some elegies on a lap dog 428 Horace , Book I. part of Epist . 18. by the late Rev. G. Wake- field ... 429 Lines from Lord Melcombe to Dr. Young 430 PAGE Dirge , over the grave of an old friend xi.
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PAGE Dirge , over the grave of an old friend .. 431 Epitaph on Homer . From the Greek of Alcæus of Messené . By the Rev. R. Bland 432 Stanzas to Mr. and Mrs. Symmons . By R. Fenton , Esq .. 433 Song 434 The Israelite in Love . A Song ...
PAGE Dirge , over the grave of an old friend .. 431 Epitaph on Homer . From the Greek of Alcæus of Messené . By the Rev. R. Bland 432 Stanzas to Mr. and Mrs. Symmons . By R. Fenton , Esq .. 433 Song 434 The Israelite in Love . A Song ...
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... grave his victims sleep . He saw her fair ; and soon his darts Assiduous the destroyer proves.— What can avail his thousand arts ? What shaft can pierce a heart that loves ? But nearer , dearer sorrows press ; Fell poverty's malignant ...
... grave his victims sleep . He saw her fair ; and soon his darts Assiduous the destroyer proves.— What can avail his thousand arts ? What shaft can pierce a heart that loves ? But nearer , dearer sorrows press ; Fell poverty's malignant ...
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... grave bedew , Well shall we deem those labours crown'd , which strove To blend instruction with the task we love ; For not in vain awakes the bosom's fire , Which glows responsive to the poet's lyre : This trifling scene some energy may ...
... grave bedew , Well shall we deem those labours crown'd , which strove To blend instruction with the task we love ; For not in vain awakes the bosom's fire , Which glows responsive to the poet's lyre : This trifling scene some energy may ...
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Página 532 - And in far other scenes! For I was reared In the great city, pent 'mid cloisters dim, And saw nought lovely but the sky and stars. But thou, my babe! shalt wander like a breeze By lakes and sandy shores, beneath the crags Of ancient mountain, and beneath the clouds, Which image in their bulk both lakes and shores And mountain crags...
Página 532 - Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall. Heard only in the trances of the blast, Or if the secret ministry of frost Shall hang them up in silent icicles, Quietly shining to the quiet Moon, DEJECTION.
Página 333 - I sang, amid a slavish band : And when to whelm the disenchanted nation, Like fiends embattled by a wizard's wand, The Monarchs...
Página 230 - And all our dainty terms for fratricide; Terms which we trundle smoothly o'er our tongues Like mere abstractions, empty sounds to which We join no feeling and attach no form! As if the soldier died without a wound; As if the fibres of this godlike frame Were gored without a pang...
Página 232 - To me, who from thy lakes and mountain-hills, Thy clouds, thy quiet dales, thy rocks and seas, Have drunk in all my intellectual life, All sweet sensations, all ennobling thoughts, All adoration of the God in nature, All lovely and all honourable things, Whatever makes this mortal spirit feel The joy and greatness of its future being?
Página 227 - tis a quiet spirit-healing nook ! Which all, methinks, would love ; but chiefly he, The humble man, who, in his youthful years, Knew just so much of folly, as had made His early manhood more securely wise...
Página 532 - Dear Babe, that sleepest cradled by my side, Whose gentle breathings, heard in this deep calm, Fill up the interspersed vacancies And momentary pauses of the thought!
Página 572 - Specimens of English Dramatic Poets who lived about the time of Shakspeare...
Página 334 - Forgive me, Freedom! O forgive those dreams! I hear thy voice, I hear thy loud lament, From bleak Helvetia's icy caverns sent— I hear thy groans upon her blood-stained streams!
Página 233 - The joy and greatness of its future being ? There lives nor form nor feeling in my soul Unborrowed from my country. O divine And beauteous island ! thou hast been my sole And most magnificent temple, in the which 1 walk with awe, and sing my stately songs, Loving the God that made me...