The Poetical Register, and Repository of Fugitive Poetry for ..., Volume 2F. and C. Rivington, 1803 |
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Pagina 6
... thee , resign ; For us the Winter's hearth shall glow ; For us the Summer Sun will shine . The great Ones court thee for their Bride ; With thee , in ceremonial glare , They wou'd the pomps of Life divide , For that the world proclaims thee ...
... thee , resign ; For us the Winter's hearth shall glow ; For us the Summer Sun will shine . The great Ones court thee for their Bride ; With thee , in ceremonial glare , They wou'd the pomps of Life divide , For that the world proclaims thee ...
Pagina 7
... breeze , Resign for all ambition's Votaries wear , For all they pine to see a Rival seize ? No , thou dear pledge of love and hope , that pour Their precious essence on this rosy hour ! 4 . Fate will restore thee , Angel , kind B 4 7.
... breeze , Resign for all ambition's Votaries wear , For all they pine to see a Rival seize ? No , thou dear pledge of love and hope , that pour Their precious essence on this rosy hour ! 4 . Fate will restore thee , Angel , kind B 4 7.
Pagina 8
4 . Fate will restore thee , Angel , kind and bright As Spring's fair Morning on the troubled sea , That surg'd and toss'd thro ' the long , stormy night , Like my tumultuous heart , when robb'd of thee ; By thy vain doubts disturb'd ...
4 . Fate will restore thee , Angel , kind and bright As Spring's fair Morning on the troubled sea , That surg'd and toss'd thro ' the long , stormy night , Like my tumultuous heart , when robb'd of thee ; By thy vain doubts disturb'd ...
Pagina 9
... thee to fly , yet safely see Return'd the academic shade . Full oft the light convivial vein Has sped for us the minutes ' pace , Full oft , amaz'd , the slavish race Of College seen us both disdain The pedant Genius of the place . To ...
... thee to fly , yet safely see Return'd the academic shade . Full oft the light convivial vein Has sped for us the minutes ' pace , Full oft , amaz'd , the slavish race Of College seen us both disdain The pedant Genius of the place . To ...
Pagina 10
... drive with me dull thought away , With me defiance bid to sorrow , Be merry Thou with Me to day ; - And I'll be wise with Thee to - morrow ! EDMUND L. SWIFT . 1802 . LINES , WRITTEN ON AN AUTUMNAL VISIT AT THE VILLA 10.
... drive with me dull thought away , With me defiance bid to sorrow , Be merry Thou with Me to day ; - And I'll be wise with Thee to - morrow ! EDMUND L. SWIFT . 1802 . LINES , WRITTEN ON AN AUTUMNAL VISIT AT THE VILLA 10.
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Populaire passages
Pagina 232 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry.
Pagina 191 - And I saw no temple therein: for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are the temple of it. And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.
Pagina 308 - Who gave you your invulnerable life, Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy, Unceasing thunder and eternal foam? And who commanded (and the silence came), Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest?
Pagina 306 - HAST thou a charm to stay the morning-star In his steep course ? So long he seems to pause On thy bald awful head, O sovran BLANC ! The Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly ; but thou, most awful Form ! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again...
Pagina 231 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Pagina 244 - How seldom, friend, a good great man inherits Honour or wealth with all his worth and pains ! It sounds like stories from the land of spirits, If any man obtain that which he merits, Or any merit that which he obtains.
Pagina 308 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
Pagina 307 - O struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops of stars, Or when they climb the sky or when they sink...
Pagina 307 - Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful Form! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity!
Pagina 308 - Ye lightnings, the dread arrows of the clouds ! Ye signs and wonders of the elements ! Utter forth God, and fill the hills with praise ! Thou too, hoar Mount!