Poems on Different Subjects: Original and SelectedH. H. Brown, Printer, 1819 - 48 страници |
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... tomb , The bridal bed exchang'd for fun'ral gloom . " The lovely Harriet is gone ! " he cries , " Joy of my heart , and pleasure of my eyes ! " The heav'nly maid I fondly thought my own , " How great my loss , forever shall I moan ...
... tomb , The bridal bed exchang'd for fun'ral gloom . " The lovely Harriet is gone ! " he cries , " Joy of my heart , and pleasure of my eyes ! " The heav'nly maid I fondly thought my own , " How great my loss , forever shall I moan ...
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... tomb , No wonder nature feels a chilling gloom ; No wonder sorrow swells each sinking heart , And kindred spirits with reluctance part . Sweet balmy hope , ' tis thine our tears to dry , " Tis thou can'st point us to the realms on ...
... tomb , No wonder nature feels a chilling gloom ; No wonder sorrow swells each sinking heart , And kindred spirits with reluctance part . Sweet balmy hope , ' tis thine our tears to dry , " Tis thou can'st point us to the realms on ...
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... tomb ; Lightly transplanted to a better clime Lives this fair floweret , in realms sublime ; In flowing robes behold th ' angelic sprite Now moves above the starry orbs of light , Gliding along , with a celestial grace , Then swift ...
... tomb ; Lightly transplanted to a better clime Lives this fair floweret , in realms sublime ; In flowing robes behold th ' angelic sprite Now moves above the starry orbs of light , Gliding along , with a celestial grace , Then swift ...
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... , hope not , fool , to find A friend in me . " By all the terrors of the tomb , Beyond the power of tongue to tell ! By the dread secrets of my womb ! By death and hell ! I charge thee live ! -repent and prays In dust 64.
... , hope not , fool , to find A friend in me . " By all the terrors of the tomb , Beyond the power of tongue to tell ! By the dread secrets of my womb ! By death and hell ! I charge thee live ! -repent and prays In dust 64.
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... tombs the sainted numbers Of our lost companions rise . You have seen a friend , a brother , Heard a dear dead father speak . Prov'd the fondness of a mother , Felt her tears upon your cheek ! Dreams of love your grief beguiling , You ...
... tombs the sainted numbers Of our lost companions rise . You have seen a friend , a brother , Heard a dear dead father speak . Prov'd the fondness of a mother , Felt her tears upon your cheek ! Dreams of love your grief beguiling , You ...
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adieu art thou Authoress balm bless'd blessed blest world bliss bloom breast With virtue's breath bright calm cherub child clasp'd dear Madam DEATH earth eternal rest Ev'ry sigh eyes fair fled flowers forever FORGIVE the Muse free from woe friendship giddy steep gone grace grateful heart grave H. H. BROWN happiness with fear heav'nly maid Heaven hope the gloomy hour can cheer infant joys can never kiss live lov'd lovely Harriet Lyre METHINKS mind mourn ne'er o'er pain pang Parnassus peace plac'd pleasure POEMS ON DIFFERENT realms repine rich rose SABBATH Saints scene skies sleep smile soon will meet sooth sorrow soul sweet sweetly sympathy tears temper happiness tempest thee thine thro thy bosom thy heart thy love Thy mother's face thy praise Tis pure RELIGION tranquil wisdom blest troubled breast trust vale of tears virtue's tranquil wisdom weary pilgrims found Who'er enjoys th wounds
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Страница 41 - Tis here the folly of the wise Through all his art we view ; And. while his tongue the charge denies, His conscience owns it true.
Страница 41 - WEAK and irresolute is man ; The purpose of to-day, Woven with pains into his plan, To-morrow rends away.
Страница 33 - There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found ; And while the mouldering ashes sleep Low in the ground...
Страница 37 - THERE is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground.
Страница 34 - By all the terrors of the tomb, Beyond the power of tongue to tell ; By the dread secrets of my womb ; By Death and Hell; " I charge thee LIVE ! repent and pray, In dust thine infamy deplore ; There yet is mercy : go thy way, And sin no more.
Страница 42 - THERE is a calm the poor in spirit know, That softens sorrow, and that sweetens woe ; There is a peace that dwells within the breast When all without is stormy and distrest ; There is a light that gilds the darkest hour, When dangers thicken, and when tempests lour. That calm to faith, and hope, and love is given That peace remains when all beside is riven. That light shines down to man direct from heaven ! EDMESTON.
Страница 39 - Sunk in self-consuming anguish, Can the poor heart always ache ? No, the tortured nerve will languish, Or the strings of life must break.
Страница 36 - To FRIENDSHIP didst thou trust thy fame, And was thy friend a deadly foe, Who stole into thy breast to aim A surer blow ?
Страница 36 - Seek the true treasure, seldom found, Of power the fiercest griefs to calm ; And soothe the bosom's deepest wound With heavenly balm. " Did WOMAN'S charms thy youth beguile, — And did the fair one faithless prove ? Hath she betray'd thee with...
Страница 37 - The sun is but a spark of fire, A transient meteor in the sky ; The soul, immortal as its Sire, Shall never die ! TEN YEARS AGO.— AA WATTS.