PoemsT. Cadell, 1781 - 118 páginas |
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Página 55
... his age , And apple of his eye . Something unseen o'er all her form Did nameless grace impart ; A fecret charm that won the way At once into the heart . E 4 Her : Her eye the pure etherial blue , Than that did PO E MS . 55.
... his age , And apple of his eye . Something unseen o'er all her form Did nameless grace impart ; A fecret charm that won the way At once into the heart . E 4 Her : Her eye the pure etherial blue , Than that did PO E MS . 55.
Página 58
... unseen Upon the curtain ever rests , And fudden shifts the scene . Arthur was furety for his friend , Who fled to foreign climes , And left him to the gripe of law , The victim of his crimes . The The Sun , that , rising , saw him Lord ...
... unseen Upon the curtain ever rests , And fudden shifts the scene . Arthur was furety for his friend , Who fled to foreign climes , And left him to the gripe of law , The victim of his crimes . The The Sun , that , rising , saw him Lord ...
Página 72
... native woods " And walls that give me birth . " To church on Sunday fond I went , " In hopes to mark , unseen , " All my old friends , assembled round " The circle of the green , " Alas , " Alas , the change that time had made ! 72 OEM S.
... native woods " And walls that give me birth . " To church on Sunday fond I went , " In hopes to mark , unseen , " All my old friends , assembled round " The circle of the green , " Alas , " Alas , the change that time had made ! 72 OEM S.
Página 76
... Unseen the trembling Virgin heard The Stranger's tale of woe ; Then enter'd , as an angel bright , In beauty's highest glow . . The stranger rofe , he look'd , he gazed , He stood a statue pale ; His heart did throb , his cheek did ...
... Unseen the trembling Virgin heard The Stranger's tale of woe ; Then enter'd , as an angel bright , In beauty's highest glow . . The stranger rofe , he look'd , he gazed , He stood a statue pale ; His heart did throb , his cheek did ...
Términos y frases comunes
accent afcends arms aroſe beam beauty Behold bleſs bleſt bloom boſom bowers ceaſe charm claſp'd climes cloſe crown'd dark defcend divine duſt e'er earth eyes fair Fancy father filence fing firſt flow flowers fond fong foon forrow forſake fought foul friendſhip fudden green grove gueſt hall hand HARRIET hear heart Heaven heavenly hill hour houſe HYMN laſt light lonely Lord lover Maſter morning Muſe muſic muſt Nature's ne'er never night o'er paſt peace Philomela praiſe preſent promiſed raiſe reſign rife riſe robe Rofe roſe round rove ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhed ſhine ſhore ſkies ſky ſmile ſpread ſpring ſtar ſtep ſtill ſtore ſtorm ſtrain ſtranger ſtream ſweet tears tender thee theſe Thou art thro tomb unfold unſeen Vale Venus vernal Virgin viſion voice voice of Spring walk wandering waſte weary weep wept whiſper Whoſe wild wind wood Yarrow youth
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Página 4 - I'd fly with thee! We'd make, with joyful wing, Our annual visit o'er the globe, Companions of the Spring. THE BRAES OF YARROW "Thy braes were bonny, Yarrow stream! When first on them I met my lover; Thy braes how dreary, Yarrow stream! When now thy waves his body cover! For ever now, O Yarrow stream! Thou art to me a stream of sorrow; For never on thy banks shall I Behold my love, the flower of Yarrow. "He promised me a milk-white steed, To bear me to his father's bowers; He promised me a little...
Página 2 - The schoolboy, wandering through the wood To pull the primrose gay, Starts, the new voice of spring to hear, And imitates thy lay. What time the pea puts on the bloom, Thou fliest thy vocal vale, An annual guest in other lands, Another spring to hail. Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year ! O, could I fly, I'd fly with thee ! We'd make, with joyful wing, Our annual visit o'er the globe, Companions of the spring.
Página 95 - Determined are the days that fly Successive o'er thy head ; The number'd hour is on the wing, That lays thee with the dead.
Página 5 - His mother from the window look'd, With all the longing of a mother; His little sister weeping walk'd The greenwood path to meet her brother : They sought him east, they sought him west, They sought him all the Forest thorough; They only saw the cloud of night, They only heard the roar of Yarrow.
Página 104 - In her right hand she holds to view A length of happy years ; And in her left the prize of fame, And honour bright appears.
Página 117 - Though now ascended up on high, He bends on earth a brother's eye ; Partaker of the human name, He knows the frailty of our frame.
Página 49 - Intrusion marr'd the tender hour, A demon started in the bower ; If, like the past, the future run, And my dark day is but begun, What clouds may hang above my head ? What tears may I have yet to shed...
Página 9 - Affection sad will drop a tear. How oft does Sorrow bend the head, Before we dwell among the dead ! Scarce in the years of manly prime I've often wept the wrecks of time. What tragic tears bedew the eye ! What deaths we suffer ere we die ! Our broken friendships we deplore, And loves of youth that are no more ! No after-friendship e'er can raise Th' endearments of our early days ; And ne'er the heart such fondness prove, As when it first began to love.
Página 7 - I'll seek thy body in the stream, And then with thee I'll sleep in Yarrow. — The tear did never leave her cheek, No other youth became her marrow ; She found his body in the stream, And now with him she sleeps in Yarrow.
Página 16 - We love th' alluring line of grace, That leads the eye a wanton chace, And lets the fancy rove ; The walk of Beauty ever bends, And ftill begins, but never ends, The labyrinth of love.