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The Metrical Miscellany: Consisting Chiefly of Poems Hitherto Unpublished
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anguish avenging Eagle beam beauty begin the song beneath blest bliss blushing bosom cold bow'r breast breath bright brow burning bed charms cheek cherub climes dear Death deck drest e'er Eclogue Ev'n fair Fancy Farewell fate flow'r fond friendship gale gaze Gêlert gentle gloom glow grace grave grief grove hail hand hear heart Heav'n heave HENRY FUSELI hope hour joys life's light lov'd Love's lyre Maid with bosom Mary's tomb mind morn mournful measure flow Nature's ne'er night numbers o'er Old Matlock pale passion peace plain poison'd pow'r rapture rill rise rocks round Sappho scenes shade Sicilian Muse sigh silent sleep smiles soft song of woe soothe sorrows soul strains in mournful stream sweet swell tear TEMPLE OF FRIENDSHIP tender thee thine thou thro throbbing tomb trembling tuneful vale wake wave weep whilst wild youth
Página 237 - Ah, what was then Llewellyn's pain ! For now the truth was clear ; The gallant hound the wolf had slain To save Llewellyn's heir. Vain, vain was all Llewellyn's woe : " Best of thy kind, adieu ! The frantic blow that laid thee low This heart shall ever rue...
Página 235 - Oh, where does faithful Gelert roam ? the flower of all his race ! so true, so brave ! a lamb at home — a lion in the chase!
Página 235 - In sooth, he was a peerless hound, the gift of royal John ; but now no Gelert could be found, and all the chase rode on. And now, as over rocks and dells the gallant chidings rise, all Snowdon's craggy chaos yells with many mingled cries.
Página 115 - Hail, blushing goddess, beauteous Spring, Who in thy jocund train dost bring Loves and Graces, smiling hours, Balmy breezes, fragrant flowers, Come, with tints of roseate hue, Nature's faded charms renew. " Yet why should I thy presence hail? To me no more the breathing gale Comes fraught with...
Página 238 - Best of thy kind, adieu ! The frantic deed which laid thee low, This heart shall ever rue.
Página 176 - ANNE'S HILL. BY THE RIGHT HON. p. FITZPATFaCK. THE STAR, whose radiant beams adorn With vivid light the rising morn, The season changed — with milder ray Cheers the calm hour of parting day. So FRIENDSHIP, of the generous breast The earliest, and the latest guest, In youthful prime with ardour glows, And sweetens life's serener close.
Página 134 - For thoughts may past delights recall, And parted lovers meet again. I weep not for the silent dead: Their toils are past, their sorrows o'er; And those they loved their steps shall tread, And death shall join to part no more.
Página 236 - O'erturned his infant's bed he found, With blood-stained covert rent ; And all around, the walls and ground With recent blood besprent. He called his child — no voice replied — He searched, with terror wild ; Blood, blood he found on every side, But nowhere found his child. " Hell-hound ! my child's by thee devoured," The frantic father cried ; And to the hilt his vengeful sword He plunged in Gelert's side.