The American Monthly Magazine, Том 1Job Palmer, 1824 |
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... o'er , And till her home I find , Nor peace , nor rest , nor pleasure more , Shall cheer my pensive mind . " Swift saddled was his courser strong , And onward fast he rode , Full many a hill and dale along , But found not her abode ...
... o'er , And till her home I find , Nor peace , nor rest , nor pleasure more , Shall cheer my pensive mind . " Swift saddled was his courser strong , And onward fast he rode , Full many a hill and dale along , But found not her abode ...
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... o'er the lily's glowing white , Tinged with the trembling ray of light , She shed the rose's flush ; Just as the first - born morning gale , Light - breathing o'er the spicy vale , Deepened its virgin blush . " She drew the diamond from ...
... o'er the lily's glowing white , Tinged with the trembling ray of light , She shed the rose's flush ; Just as the first - born morning gale , Light - breathing o'er the spicy vale , Deepened its virgin blush . " She drew the diamond from ...
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... o'er the plains , A nameless joy impart ! The Nightingale hath caught the tone , And made that melting voice his own , That vibrates on the heart . Fond Nature cast her glance around The glowing sky , the flow'ry ground , The day ...
... o'er the plains , A nameless joy impart ! The Nightingale hath caught the tone , And made that melting voice his own , That vibrates on the heart . Fond Nature cast her glance around The glowing sky , the flow'ry ground , The day ...
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... O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed , And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales , the rocks in prospect rise , A flood of glory bursts from all the skies . The conscious swains , rejoicing in the sight ...
... O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed , And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales , the rocks in prospect rise , A flood of glory bursts from all the skies . The conscious swains , rejoicing in the sight ...
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... o'er my car like the sweet south That breathes upon a bank of violets . & c . Hear him also in " The Merchant of Venice , " in a strain of poetry that has never been surpassed . " How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here ...
... o'er my car like the sweet south That breathes upon a bank of violets . & c . Hear him also in " The Merchant of Venice , " in a strain of poetry that has never been surpassed . " How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here ...
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Страница 101 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies : The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight, Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.
Страница 101 - How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly...
Страница 138 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance: commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Страница 110 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
Страница 109 - Awake : The morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet.
Страница 138 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband; And when she is froward, peevish, sullen, sour, And not obedient to his honest will, What is she but a foul contending rebel And graceless traitor to her loving lord?
Страница 110 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Страница 229 - Inspiring thought of rapture yet to be, The tears of Love were hopeless, but for thee! If in that frame no deathless spirit dwell, If that faint murmur be the last farewell, If Fate unite the faithful but to part, Why is their memory sacred to the heart ? Why does the brother of my childhood seem Restored...
Страница 299 - Though higher of the genial bed by far, And with mysterious reverence I deem, So much delights me, as those graceful acts, Those thousand decencies that daily flow From all her words and actions...
Страница 73 - In this battle, the force of the enemy was one thousand and eighty, of whom two hundred and ninety-nine were left dead on the ground; and it is believed that many were killed in the flight, who were not found when the estimate was made. Probably few escaped unhurt.