The Minstrel; Or, The Progress of Genius: in Two Books. With Some Other PoemsT. Gillet, 1797 - 120 oldal |
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25. oldal
... light revel of the fairy glade ; Or hags , that suckle an infernal brood , And ply in caves th ' unutterable trade * , ' Midst fiends and spectres , quench the moon in blood , Yell in the midnight storm , or ride th ' infuriate flood ...
... light revel of the fairy glade ; Or hags , that suckle an infernal brood , And ply in caves th ' unutterable trade * , ' Midst fiends and spectres , quench the moon in blood , Yell in the midnight storm , or ride th ' infuriate flood ...
28. oldal
... but never hit . For why ? their powers , inadequate before , This art preposterous renders more unfit it ; Yet deem they darkness light , and their vain blunders wit . LII . Nor was this ancient dame a foe to 28 THE MINSTREL .
... but never hit . For why ? their powers , inadequate before , This art preposterous renders more unfit it ; Yet deem they darkness light , and their vain blunders wit . LII . Nor was this ancient dame a foe to 28 THE MINSTREL .
46. oldal
... light of heart , the village maiden gay , " To deck with flowers her half - dishevel'd hair , " And celebrate the merry morn of May . " There let the shepherd's pipe the live - long day , " Fill all the grove with love's bewitching wo ...
... light of heart , the village maiden gay , " To deck with flowers her half - dishevel'd hair , " And celebrate the merry morn of May . " There let the shepherd's pipe the live - long day , " Fill all the grove with love's bewitching wo ...
47. oldal
... light , " Rose from th ' abyss ; when dark Confusion , driven " Down down the bottomless profound of night , " Fled , where he ever flies thy piercing sight ! " O glance on these sad shades one pitying ray , " To blast the fury of ...
... light , " Rose from th ' abyss ; when dark Confusion , driven " Down down the bottomless profound of night , " Fled , where he ever flies thy piercing sight ! " O glance on these sad shades one pitying ray , " To blast the fury of ...
56. oldal
... light nor beauty find . " And who , my child , would trust the meteor - blaze , " That soon must fail , and leave the wanderer blind , " More dark and helpless far , than if it ne'er had shined ? XL . " Fancy enervates , while it sooths ...
... light nor beauty find . " And who , my child , would trust the meteor - blaze , " That soon must fail , and leave the wanderer blind , " More dark and helpless far , than if it ne'er had shined ? XL . " Fancy enervates , while it sooths ...
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abandon'd adorn afar alarms Ambition's Art thou artless balmy beams beauty bosom bower bramble breast charms cheek cherub cliffs clouds cranes dark dart death deep doom'd dread dream Edwin eternal falchion fame Fancy Fancy's Fate fire fled flies flowers foes forlorn gale gentle gleam glittering gloom glory glow Gothic grace groves hail hares heart heaven hope Indolence Lapland light lone lore lyre Macbeth mind MINSTREL mirth Mope morn mortal mountains mourn Muse Nature's ne'er o'er pangs peace POEMS pride PROGRESS OF GENIUS pursue pygmy rage rapture rills roam roam'd rolls Scaped scene seem'd serene shade sing smile song sooth soul spleen sprightly spring sting storm strain sublime sweet tale tear tempests thee thine thou toil trembling truth tumult Twas vale virtue voice wander warbling wave weary wild wind wings woes woodbine yonder youth
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7. oldal - O, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, » And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven, O, how canst thou renounce^ and hope to be forgiven ! These charms shall work thy soul's eternal health, And love, and gentleness, and joy,...
120. oldal - And darkness and doubt are now flying away ; No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn. So breaks on the traveller, faint, and astray, The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn. See Truth, Love, and Mercy, in triumph descending, And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending, And Beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.
3. oldal - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war; Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown...
13. oldal - In truth he was a strange and wayward wight, Fond of each gentle, and each dreadful scene. In darkness, and in storm, he found delight : Nor less, than when on...
71. oldal - WHEN in the crimson cloud of even The lingering light decays, And Hesper on the front of heaven His glittering gem displays ; Deep in the silent vale, unseen, Beside a lulling stream, A pensive youth of placid mien Indulged this tender theme : " Ye cliffs, in hoary grandeur piled High o'er the glimmering dale ; Ye woods, along whose windings wild Murmurs the solemn gale...
20. oldal - O to thy cursed scream, discordant still, Let Harmony aye shut her gentle ear ! Thy boastful mirth let jealous rivals spill, Insult thy crest, and glossy pinions tear, And ever in thy dreams the ruthless fox appear ! XXXVII.
9. oldal - An honest heart was almost all his stock : His drink the living water from the rock : The milky dams supplied his board, and lent Their kindly fleece to baffle winter's shock; And he, though oft with dust and sweat besprent, Did guide and guard their wanderings, wheresoe'er. they went.
11. oldal - Dainties he heeded not, nor gaude, nor toy, Save one short pipe of rudest minstrelsy : Silent when glad ; affectionate, though shy ; And now his look was most demurely sad ; And now he laugh'd aloud, yet none knew why. The neighbours stared and sigh'd, yet bless'd the lad ; Some deem'd him wondrous wise, and some believed him mad.
16. oldal - And be it so. Let those deplore their doom, Whose hope still grovels in this dark sojourn : But lofty souls, who look beyond the tomb, Can smile at Fate, and wonder how they mourn. Shall Spring to these sad scenes no more return? Is yonder wave the Sun's eternal bed ? Soon shall the orient with new lustre burn, And Spring shall soon her vital influence shed, Again attune the grove, again adorn the mead.
27. oldal - Nor check'd the tender tear to Misery given; From Guilt's contagious power shall that protect, This soften and refine the soul for Heaven. But dreadful is their doom, whom doubt has driven To censure Fate, and pious Hope forego: Like yonder blasted boughs by lightning riven, Perfection, beauty, life, they never know, But frown on all that pass, a monument of woe.