The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to BaylySamuel Carter Hall Saunders and Otley, 1838 |
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... SOTHEBY . Hymn The Merry Heart The Love of God 61 Salvator 115 62 63 Rome 116 The Grotto of Egeria 118 ELLIOTT . The Wonders of the Lane The Dying Boy to the Sloe Blos- 66 65 KEATS . Madeline ; from " Isabella . " 121 Ode to a ...
... SOTHEBY . Hymn The Merry Heart The Love of God 61 Salvator 115 62 63 Rome 116 The Grotto of Egeria 118 ELLIOTT . The Wonders of the Lane The Dying Boy to the Sloe Blos- 66 65 KEATS . Madeline ; from " Isabella . " 121 Ode to a ...
113. oldal
... fierce river : To shun the clash of foeman's steel , No Highland brogue has turn'd the heel ; But Nora's heart is lost and won , - She's wedded to the earlie's son ! c WILLIAM SOTHEBY , the eldest son of Colonel Sotheby , SCOTT . 113.
... fierce river : To shun the clash of foeman's steel , No Highland brogue has turn'd the heel ; But Nora's heart is lost and won , - She's wedded to the earlie's son ! c WILLIAM SOTHEBY , the eldest son of Colonel Sotheby , SCOTT . 113.
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Samuel Carter Hall. WILLIAM SOTHEBY , the eldest son of Colonel Sotheby , of the Guards , was born in London , on the 9th of November , 1757. He was educated at Harrow ; and at the age of seventeen purchased a commission in the 10th ...
Samuel Carter Hall. WILLIAM SOTHEBY , the eldest son of Colonel Sotheby , of the Guards , was born in London , on the 9th of November , 1757. He was educated at Harrow ; and at the age of seventeen purchased a commission in the 10th ...
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Samuel Carter Hall. 3.QuARA SOTHEBY . Steala SALVATOR . WHERE stood Salvator , when with all his storms Around him winter rav'd , When being , none save man , the tempest brav'd ? When on her mountain crest The eagle sank to rest , Nor ...
Samuel Carter Hall. 3.QuARA SOTHEBY . Steala SALVATOR . WHERE stood Salvator , when with all his storms Around him winter rav'd , When being , none save man , the tempest brav'd ? When on her mountain crest The eagle sank to rest , Nor ...
116. oldal
... , when the wild goat sprung From cliff to cliff , and the Tarpeian rock Lour'd o'er the untended flock , And eagles on its crest their aërie hung : And when fierce gales bow'd the high pines , when 116 SOTHEBY . 62 63 Rome.
... , when the wild goat sprung From cliff to cliff , and the Tarpeian rock Lour'd o'er the untended flock , And eagles on its crest their aërie hung : And when fierce gales bow'd the high pines , when 116 SOTHEBY . 62 63 Rome.
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13. oldal - MILTON ! thou shouldst be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
49. oldal - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.
10. oldal - Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
12. oldal - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
7. oldal - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel - I feel it all.
31. oldal - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
125. oldal - Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — do I wake or sleep?
125. oldal - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket...
10. oldal - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind...
7. oldal - But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone...