The Poets of the Nineteenth CenturyRobert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck Harper & brothers, 1858 - 616 pages |
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... Song of a Spirit . The quotation from Hannah More was chosen for the subject which it offered to the Artist , who has so happily embodied it in his genre sketches . The chaste elegance of Mrs. Barbauld is of a higher order ; and very ...
... Song of a Spirit . The quotation from Hannah More was chosen for the subject which it offered to the Artist , who has so happily embodied it in his genre sketches . The chaste elegance of Mrs. Barbauld is of a higher order ; and very ...
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... SONG OF A SPIRIT 69 71 THE SWALLOW .................. .. 26 SONNET WRITTEN AT THE CLOSE OF SPRING 29 ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD . SONNET 30 A SUMMER EVENING'S MEDITATION .. 73 SONNET ON THE DEPARTURE OF THE NIGHT- A PETITION INGALE ...
... SONG OF A SPIRIT 69 71 THE SWALLOW .................. .. 26 SONNET WRITTEN AT THE CLOSE OF SPRING 29 ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD . SONNET 30 A SUMMER EVENING'S MEDITATION .. 73 SONNET ON THE DEPARTURE OF THE NIGHT- A PETITION INGALE ...
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... SONG OF MUNICH . 183 135 LOCHIEL'S WARNING .... .. 184 SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE . LOVE ............. WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . HOHENLINDEN 187 BATTLE OF THE BALTIC ... 189 139 YE MARINERS OF ENGLAND ... 191 RICHARD HENRY WILDE . THE GLORY OF ...
... SONG OF MUNICH . 183 135 LOCHIEL'S WARNING .... .. 184 SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE . LOVE ............. WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . HOHENLINDEN 187 BATTLE OF THE BALTIC ... 189 139 YE MARINERS OF ENGLAND ... 191 RICHARD HENRY WILDE . THE GLORY OF ...
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... SONG ....... 286 287 CLEMENT C. MOORE . A VISIT FROM ST . NICHOLAS .. ........ 288 BERNARD BARTON . 291 MARY RUSSELL MITFORD . WILLIAM SOTHEBY . RIENZI AND HIS DAUGHTER .. SONG ............. 248 LYDIA HUNTLEY SIGOURNEY . EST ...
... SONG ....... 286 287 CLEMENT C. MOORE . A VISIT FROM ST . NICHOLAS .. ........ 288 BERNARD BARTON . 291 MARY RUSSELL MITFORD . WILLIAM SOTHEBY . RIENZI AND HIS DAUGHTER .. SONG ............. 248 LYDIA HUNTLEY SIGOURNEY . EST ...
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... SONG ........ 603 CHARLES MACKAY . RICHARD HENRY STODDARD . YOUTH AND SORROW .. 571 THE TWO BRIDES .. 605 FRANCES BROWN . THE HOPE OF THE RESURRECTION ALL THINGS NEW .......... 574 576 WILLIAM ALLEN BUTLER . NOTHING TO WEAR 606 LIST OF ...
... SONG ........ 603 CHARLES MACKAY . RICHARD HENRY STODDARD . YOUTH AND SORROW .. 571 THE TWO BRIDES .. 605 FRANCES BROWN . THE HOPE OF THE RESURRECTION ALL THINGS NEW .......... 574 576 WILLIAM ALLEN BUTLER . NOTHING TO WEAR 606 LIST OF ...
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BEACHY HEAD beam beauty bend beneath bosom Bouillabaisse bowers breast breath bright brow charms cheek cloud cold dark dead dear deep delight DEN BOSCH Ditto dread dream earth EPICURUS F. O. C. Darley fair fear FLORIO flowers friends gaze gentle gleam glory grave green grey hand hath heard heart heaven hill hour James Godwin Kilmeny knew LEWESDON HILL light living lonely look lov'd MARY TIGHE morning mortal decay mother murmurs never night o'er ocean old oaken bucket pride PRISONER OF CHILLON rocks rose round scene seem'd shade shadows shines shore sigh sight silent Sir Bedivere sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stood stout spurs stream summer sweet tears thee thine thou art thought tree trembling Twas vale voice wandering wave wild wind wings wood youth
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Page 138 - Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hillside; 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?
Page 486 - My grandmamma has said — Poor old lady, she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow.
Page 175 - O, woman ! in our hours of ease, \ Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
Page 137 - 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, and the fruit-tree wild...
Page 155 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, ( A lovelier flower On earth was never sown: This child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. ' Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The girl, in rock and plain In earth and heaven, in glade and bower Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Page 446 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend ? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Page 221 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Page 20 - My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise,— The son of parents pass'd into the skies.
Page 480 - In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright; Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan, Excelsior! "Try not the Pass!
Page 445 - Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff clang'd round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery crag that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels — And on a sudden, lo ! the level lake, And the long glories of the winter moon.