Specimens of sacred and serious poetry, from Chaucer to the present day; including Grahame's Sabbath [&c.] with biogr. notices and critical remarks, by J. Johnstone

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John Johnstone
1827
 

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Страница 100 - In honours and in triumphs great? Ah no, no, no ! His father-land's not bounded so ! Which is the German's father-land...
Страница 128 - Thuringia's hills, for instance, are aspiring To rear a juice like wine ; But that is all ; nor mirth nor song inspiring, It breathes not of the vine. And other hills, with buried treasures glowing, For wine are far too cold ; Though iron ores and cobalt there are growing, And chance some paltry gold. The Rhine, — the Rhine, — there grow the gay plantations ! O, hallowed be the Rhine ! Upon his banks are brewed the rich potations Of this consoling wine.
Страница 99 - t Prussia's or Swabia's land? Is 't where the Rhine's rich vintage streams ? Or where the Northern sea-gull screams ? Ah, no, no, no ! His fatherland's not bounded so ! Which is the German's fatherland ? Come, tell me now the famous land ! Doubtless, it is the Austrian state, In honors and in triumphs great.
Страница 99 - s not bounded so ! Which is the German's fatherland? Come, tell me now the famous land. Doubtless, it is the Austrian state, In honors and in triumphs great. — Ah, no, no, no ! His fatherland...
Страница 101 - German father-land Where oaths attest the grasped hand — Where truth beams from the sparkling eyes, And in the heart love warmly lies — • That is the landThere, brother, is thy father-land. That is the German's father-land Where wrath pursues the foreign band ; Where every Frank is held a foe, And Germans all as brothers glow — That is the land — All Germany's thy father-land...
Страница 128 - We, Germans, love the Rhine. Our fatherland we tha.nk for such a blessing, And many more beside ; And many more, though little show possessing, Well worth our love and pride. Not everywhere the vine bedecks our border, As well the mountains show, That harbour in their bosoms foul disorder ; Not worth their room below.
Страница 100 - Tyrol, or the land of Tell? Such lands and people please me well. — Ah, no, no, no! His fatherland's not bounded so! Which is the German's fatherland? Come, tell me now the famous land. Doubtless, it is the Austrian state, In honors and in triumphs great.
Страница 92 - ... that drum's discordant sound, Parading round, and round, and round: To thoughtless youth it pleasure yields, And lures from cities and from fields, To sell their liberty for charms Of tawdry lace, and glittering arms; And when Ambition's voice commands, To march, and fight, and fall, in foreign lands.
Страница 128 - ... inspiring, It breathes not of the vine. And other hills, with buried treasures glowing, For wine are far too cold ; Though iron ores and cobalt there are growing, And chance some paltry gold. The Rhine, — the Rhine, — there grow the gay plantations ! O, hallowed be the Rhine ! Upon his banks are brewed the rich potations Of this consoling wine. Drink to the Rhine ! and every coming morrow Be mirth and music thine ! And when we meet a child of care and sorrow, We '11 send him to the Rhine.
Страница 109 - Neath thy linden's gloom ! Fair thy sun that flings around Genial light and heat. — To my father's household gate Let me bend my feet ; There, forgetting all the past, I will rest in peace at last ! FRIEDRICH GOTTLIEB KLOPSTOCK.

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