The Poets of the Nineteenth CenturyRobert Aris Willmott George Routledge & Company, 1857 - 397 páginas |
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... o'er the sky advanc'd the kindling dawn , The crimson cloud , blue main , and mountain grey , And lake , dim gleaming on the smoky lawn : Far to the West the long , long vale withdrawn , Where twilight loves to linger for awhile ; And ...
... o'er the sky advanc'd the kindling dawn , The crimson cloud , blue main , and mountain grey , And lake , dim gleaming on the smoky lawn : Far to the West the long , long vale withdrawn , Where twilight loves to linger for awhile ; And ...
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... o'er , And cool , and fresh , and fragrant is the sky . And , lo ! in the dark East , expanded high , The rainbow brightens to the setting sun ! Fond fool , that deem'st the streaming glory nigh ; How vain the chase thine ardour has ...
... o'er , And cool , and fresh , and fragrant is the sky . And , lo ! in the dark East , expanded high , The rainbow brightens to the setting sun ! Fond fool , that deem'st the streaming glory nigh ; How vain the chase thine ardour has ...
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... haunt of man , Along the trembling wilderness to stray , What time the lightning's fierce career began , And o'er heaven's rending arch the rattling thunder ran . THITHER he hied , enamour'd of the scene ; For BEATTIE . CALM AND STORM.
... haunt of man , Along the trembling wilderness to stray , What time the lightning's fierce career began , And o'er heaven's rending arch the rattling thunder ran . THITHER he hied , enamour'd of the scene ; For BEATTIE . CALM AND STORM.
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... o'er the glimmering dale ; Ye woods , along whose windings wild Murmurs the solemn gale : Where Melancholy strays forlorn , And Woe retires to weep , What time the wan moon's yellow horn Gleams on the western deep : " To you , ye wastes ...
... o'er the glimmering dale ; Ye woods , along whose windings wild Murmurs the solemn gale : Where Melancholy strays forlorn , And Woe retires to weep , What time the wan moon's yellow horn Gleams on the western deep : " To you , ye wastes ...
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... o'er the gloomy stream ; — Whence the scar'd owl on pinions gray Breaks from the rustling boughs , And down the lone vale sails away To more profound repose . " O , while to thee the woodland pours Its wildly warbling song , And balmy ...
... o'er the gloomy stream ; — Whence the scar'd owl on pinions gray Breaks from the rustling boughs , And down the lone vale sails away To more profound repose . " O , while to thee the woodland pours Its wildly warbling song , And balmy ...
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art thou ARTEVELDE beam beauty beneath bird blessed BOSCH bosom breast breath breeze bright brow Bruges cheek cloud coursers dark dead dear deep delight dread dream earth EPICURUS face fair father fear flowers gaze gentle gleam glory grave green grey hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill hope hour James Godwin JOANNA BAILLIE Kilmeny Lautaro LEWESDON HILL light Lochiel lonely look look'd lov'd MARY RUSSELL MITFORD MARY TIGHE Medes morning mother murmurs night o'er Orra pride Queen rocks rose round SACK OF BALTIMORE scene seem'd shade shadow shining shore sigh sight silent sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stept stood storm stream sudden fear summer sweet tears thee thine thou thought trees trembling Twas vale voice wave weep wild wind wings youth
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Página 137 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Página 162 - 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...
Página 132 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Página 180 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormv winds do blow.
Página 179 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow...
Página 136 - Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sun-burnt mirth ! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth ; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Página 118 - The last, the sole, the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink, Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this fatal place.
Página 204 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Página 115 - A double dungeon wall and wave Have made — and like a living grave Below the surface of the lake The dark vault lies wherein we lay...
Página 172 - Lo !. the death-shot of foemen outspeeding, he rode Companionless, bearing destruction abroad ; But down let him stoop from his havoc on high ! Ah ! home let him speed — for the spoiler is nigh. Why flames the far summit? Why shoot to the blast, Those embers, like stars from the firmament cast ? 'Tis the fire-shower of ruin, all dreadfully driven From his eyrie, that beacons the darkness of heaven. Oh, crested Lochiel ! the peerless in might, Whose banners arise on the battlements...