The Pleasures of Memory,: With Other PoemsT. Cadell, jun. and W. Davies, in the Strand., 1799 - 188 oldal |
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... ocean finks the orb of day , Long on the wave reflected luftres play ; Thy temper'd gleams of happiness resign'd Glance on the darken'd mirror of the mind . 95 The School's lone porch , with reverend moffes gray , OF MEMORY . 15.
... ocean finks the orb of day , Long on the wave reflected luftres play ; Thy temper'd gleams of happiness resign'd Glance on the darken'd mirror of the mind . 95 The School's lone porch , with reverend moffes gray , OF MEMORY . 15.
23. oldal
... wave a wistful look he caft , 205 209 Long watch'd the ftreaming fignal from the maft ; Till twilight's dewy tints deceiv'd his eye , And fairy forefts fring'd the evening sky . So Scotia's Queen , as flowly dawn'd the day , C 2 OF ...
... wave a wistful look he caft , 205 209 Long watch'd the ftreaming fignal from the maft ; Till twilight's dewy tints deceiv'd his eye , And fairy forefts fring'd the evening sky . So Scotia's Queen , as flowly dawn'd the day , C 2 OF ...
44. oldal
... wave . 45 From Guinea's coaft pursue the leffening fail , And catch the sounds that fadden every gale . Tell , if thou canft , the fum of forrows there ; Mark the fixt gaze , the wild and frenzied glare , 50 The racks of thought , and ...
... wave . 45 From Guinea's coaft pursue the leffening fail , And catch the sounds that fadden every gale . Tell , if thou canft , the fum of forrows there ; Mark the fixt gaze , the wild and frenzied glare , 50 The racks of thought , and ...
45. oldal
With Other Poems Samuel Rogers. But pause not then - beyond the western wave , Go , view the captive barter'd as a slave ! Crush'd till his high , heroic spirit bleeds , And from his nerveless frame indignantly recedes . Yet here , ev'n ...
With Other Poems Samuel Rogers. But pause not then - beyond the western wave , Go , view the captive barter'd as a slave ! Crush'd till his high , heroic spirit bleeds , And from his nerveless frame indignantly recedes . Yet here , ev'n ...
52. oldal
... wave ! A nation's grateful tribute to the brave . Hail , bleft retreats from war and shipwreck , hail ! That oft arreft the wondering ftranger's fail . ye heard the narratives of age , 165 Long have The battle's havoc , and the ...
... wave ! A nation's grateful tribute to the brave . Hail , bleft retreats from war and shipwreck , hail ! That oft arreft the wondering ftranger's fail . ye heard the narratives of age , 165 Long have The battle's havoc , and the ...
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Æneid beſt bids bleft bluſh breaſt breath'd breathe burſts buſy cell charm chaſe Cicero clime cloſe controul courſe delight diſtant duſky facred fays fecret ferene fhade fhadowy fhall fhould figh filent firſt fleep flings flow fmile foft fome fond foon footh forrows foul fource fprings friendſhip ftill ftreaming fweet fwells glows grove gueſt hail happineſs heart heav'n Hence Hift honeft houſe hung imperial eagle Infpiration landſcape laſt light lov'd Maximian mind moft moſt mufing Muſe native NOTE o'er paffed pauſe penfive pleaſe pleaſure PLEASURES OF MEMORY purſued repoſe rife round rude ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhed ſhine ſky ſmall ſmile ſphere ſpirit ſtart ſteals ſtill ſubject ſweet tears thee theſe thine thoſe thou thought thouſand thro trace triumphs Twas uſe vale Verſe VESPASIAN vifions VIRGIL's tomb wake wave weep whiſper whofe Whoſe wild wing wiſh youth
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178. oldal - MINE be a cot beside the hill, A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear , A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall, shall linger near. The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch Shall twitter from her clay-built nest ; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest.
178. oldal - A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear; A willowy brook that turns a mill, With many a fall shall linger near. The swallow oft beneath my thatch Shall twitter from her clay-built nest ; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest. Around my ivied porch shall spring Each fragrant flower that drinks the dew ; And Lucy at her wheel shall sing In russet gown and apron blue. The village church among the trees, Where first our marriage-vows were given, With merry peals shall...
54. oldal - And as the sparks of social love expand, As the heart opens in a foreign land ; And, with a brother's warmth, a brother's smile, The stranger greets each native of his isle...
163. oldal - That very law* which moulds a tear, And bids it trickle from its source, That law preserves the earth a sphere, And guides the planets in their course.
21. oldal - PROSPERO'S mysterious spell Drew every subject-spirit to his cell; Each, at thy call, advances or retires, As judgment dictates, or the scene inspires. Each thrills the seat of sense, that sacred source Whence the fine nerves direct their mazy course, And thro...
87. oldal - Ghent, and, after stopping there a few days, to indulge that tender and pleasing melancholy which arises in the mind of every man in the decline of life on visiting the place of his nativity and viewing the scenes and objects familiar to him in his early youth...
159. oldal - ... shore, As all its lessening turrets bluely fade ; He climbs the mast to feast his eye once more, And busy fancy fondly lends her aid. Ah ! now, each dear, domestic scene he knew...
163. oldal - Sweet drop of pure and pearly light! In thee the rays of Virtue shine ; More calmly clear, more mildly bright, Than any gem that gilds the mine.
20. oldal - Lull'd in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are link'd by many a hidden chain. Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise ! Each stamps its image as the other flies.
97. oldal - HENCE, to the realms of Night, dire Demon, hence ! Thy chain of adamant can bind That little world, the human mind, And sink its noblest powers to impotence. Wake the lion's loudest roar, Clot his shaggy mane with gore, With flashing fury bid his eye-balls shine ; Meek is his savage, sullen soul, to thine ! Thy touch, thy deadening touch has steeled the breast, Whence, thro...