A Collection of Poems: Chiefly Manuscript, and from Living Authors

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Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1823 - 330 oldal
 

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42. oldal - ... fabling dreams, But words of the Most High, Have told why first thy robe of beams Was woven in the sky. When o'er the green, undeluged earth, Heaven's covenant thou didst shine, How came the world's gray fathers forth To watch thy sacred sign ? And when its yellow lustre smiled O'er mountains yet untrod, Each mother held aloft her child To bless the bow of God.
280. oldal - And falling and brawling and sprawling, And driving and riving and striving, And sprinkling and twinkling and wrinkling, And sounding...
286. oldal - The muskets were flashing, the blue swords were gleaming, The helmets were cleft, and the red blood was streaming, The heavens grew dark, and the thunder was rolling, When in Wellwood's dark muirlands the mighty were falling...
281. oldal - Sounds and motions forever and ever are blending, All at once and all o'er, with a mighty uproar, — And this way the water comes down at Lodore.
279. oldal - With endless rebound: Smiting and fighting A sight to delight in; Confounding, astounding, Dizzying and deafening the ear with its sound. Collecting, projecting, Receding and speeding, And shocking and rocking, And darting and parting. And threading and spreading, And whizzing and hissing, And dripping and skipping, And...
41. oldal - When storms prepare to part, I ask not proud philosophy To teach me what thou art...
280. oldal - And hitting and splitting, And shining and twining, And rattling and battling, And shaking and quaking, And pouring and roaring, And waving and raving, And tossing and 'crossing, And flowing and going, And running and stunning, And foaming and roaming, And dinning and spinning.
69. oldal - Twas in heaven pronounced, and 'twas muttered in hell, And echo caught faintly the sound as it fell ; On the confines of earth 'twas permitted to rest, And the depths of the ocean its presence confest.
184. oldal - To thy protecting shade she runs, Thy tender buds supply her food; Her young forsake her downy plumes To rest upon thy opening blooms. Flower of the desert though thou art! The deer that range the mountain free, The graceful doe, the stately hart, Their food and shelter seek from thee; The bee thy earliest blossom greets, And draws from thee her choicest sweets.
280. oldal - And gleaming and streaming and steaming and beaming, And rushing and flushing and brushing and gushing, And flapping and rapping and clapping and slapping.

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