Poetic Gleanings, from Modern Writers: With Some Original PiecesHarvey and Darton, 1827 - 160 páginas |
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... bound unto eternity ! A moment seen : —whilst all things else remain Unchang'd and constant as this watery plain ! " ON VISITING MOUNT SKIDDAW . Fain would I seek the bold , yet glad emprize , And with thy mighty name my verse ...
... bound unto eternity ! A moment seen : —whilst all things else remain Unchang'd and constant as this watery plain ! " ON VISITING MOUNT SKIDDAW . Fain would I seek the bold , yet glad emprize , And with thy mighty name my verse ...
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... bound upon his rocks ; Fowls in his forests build their nests , The stork amid the pine - tree rests . To strengthen man , condemn'd to toil , He fills with grain the golden ear ; Bids the ripe olive melt with oil , And swells the grape ...
... bound upon his rocks ; Fowls in his forests build their nests , The stork amid the pine - tree rests . To strengthen man , condemn'd to toil , He fills with grain the golden ear ; Bids the ripe olive melt with oil , And swells the grape ...
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... on the face , there , of dusky - brow'd Jack , And the pale - visaged baker's , with basket on back . That errand - bound ' prentice was passing in haste 81 To a Sister on her Birth-day The Blind Love of the Country Wordsworth.
... on the face , there , of dusky - brow'd Jack , And the pale - visaged baker's , with basket on back . That errand - bound ' prentice was passing in haste 81 To a Sister on her Birth-day The Blind Love of the Country Wordsworth.
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... bound ' prentice was passing in haste : What matters ! he's caught ! and his time runs to waste ; The newsman is stopp'd , though he stops on the fret ; And the half - breathless lamplighter , he's in the net ! The porter sits down on ...
... bound ' prentice was passing in haste : What matters ! he's caught ! and his time runs to waste ; The newsman is stopp'd , though he stops on the fret ; And the half - breathless lamplighter , he's in the net ! The porter sits down on ...
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... bound , While she dandles her babe in her arms to the sound . Now , coaches and chariots , roar on like a stream ; Here are twenty souls happy as souls in a dream : They are deaf to your murmurs : they care not for you , Nor what ye are ...
... bound , While she dandles her babe in her arms to the sound . Now , coaches and chariots , roar on like a stream ; Here are twenty souls happy as souls in a dream : They are deaf to your murmurs : they care not for you , Nor what ye are ...
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Términos y frases comunes
art thou Autumn azure skies beam beauty beneath bird blast Bless bloom blossoms boughs bower breast breath breeze Brentford bright brow calm cheer CIII cloud Cripplegate cup and ball dark dear death delight doth drear drooping earth EDMESTON eternal fade fix'd flowers gale gaz'd gaze gleams glory golden ear grave green grove hand hark hast hath heart heaven Highland hill hills holy Hottentot Boy hour infant land leaves life's light little hour lonely Lord lov'd mighty morn mountain bell mountains nest night o'er painted skins pale pass'd PSALM rest rill round rude scene seem'd serene shade simple plan sing SKIDDAW skies sleep smile soar soft song soul spirit spread Star of Bethlehem storm summer sweet tear thee thine thou art tree vale voice W. B. CLARKE wave weary wild wind wing wintry woods youth
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Página vii - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown : The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone.
Página 2 - Apples plants of such a price, No Tree could ever bear them twice. With Cedars chosen by his hand, From Lebanon he stores the Land. And makes the hollow Seas, that roar, Proclaim the Ambergris on shore.
Página 12 - So fades a summer cloud away, So sinks the gale when storms are o'er, So gently shuts the eye of day, So dies a wave along the shore.
Página vi - The purple heath and golden broom, On moory mountains catch the gale, O'er lawns the lily sheds perfume, The violet in the vale; But this bold floweret climbs the hill, Hides in the forest, haunts the glen, Plays on the margin of the rill, Peeps round the fox's den.
Página 32 - The auburn nut that held thee, swallowing down Thy yet close-folded latitude of boughs And all thine embryo vastness at a gulp.
Página 82 - Disasters, do the best we can, Will reach both great and small And he is oft the wisest man, Who is not wise at all.
Página 40 - 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 85 - THE GREEN LINNET BENEATH these fruit-tree boughs that shed Their snow-white blossoms on my head, With brightest sunshine round me spread Of spring's unclouded weather, In this sequestered nook how sweet To sit upon my orchard-seat ! And birds and flowers once more to greet. My last year's friends together.
Página 19 - Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, Thou dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot: Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remembered not.
Página 84 - And, as a fagot sparkles on the hearth, Not less if unattended and alone, Than when both young and old sit gathered round, And take delight in its activity, Even so this happy creature of herself Is all-sufficient; solitude to her Is blithe society; she fills the air With gladness and involuntary songs.