Primitiæ et reliquiæ [verses by R.C. Wellesley]. |
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Страница 46 - Sirens' harmony, That sit upon the nine infolded spheres, And sing to those that hold the vital shears, And turn the adamantine spindle round, On which the fate of Gods and men is wound. Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie, To lull the daughters of Necessity, And keep unsteady Nature to her law, And the low world in measured motion draw After the heavenly tune, which none can hear Of human mould, with gross unpurged ear...
Страница 16 - The lofty glories of the Land and Main, The stream of Industry, and Trade's proud course, The Majesty of Empire to sustain, God's Blessing on sound Faith is Britain's force. Me, when Thy shade and Thames's meads and flowers Invite to soothe the cares of waning age, May Memory bring to Me my...
Страница 15 - When hearts and voice, and orisons, and vows Refused the haughty victor's stern command To move great Sion's festal lay sublime, To mingle heavenly strains of joy with tears, To sing the Lord's song in a stranger's clime, And chant the holy hymn to heathen ears. Down by Euphrates' side they sat and wept, In sorrow mute, but not to memory dead ; Oh Sion ! — voice and harp in stillness slept, But the pure mindful tear for thee was shed : To thee, beloved Sion ! vain were given Blessing and honour,...
Страница 16 - To calm my soul, and troubled thoughts assuage ! Come parent Eton ! turn the stream of time Back to Thy sacred fountain crowned with bays ! Recall my brightest, sweetest days of Prime ! When all was hope, and triumph, joy, and praise. Guided by Thee I raised my youthful sight To the steep solid heights of lasting fame, And hailed the beams of clear ethereal light That brighten round the Greek and Roman name.
Страница 15 - God, the heathen's barbarous hand Despoils thy Temple, and thine Altar stains, Reft of Her Children mourns the Parent Land, And in Her dwellings death-like silence reigns. Rise sacred Tree ! a monument to tell How Vanity and Folly lead to Woe ; Under what wrath unfaithful Israel fell, What mighty arm laid Babel's triumphs low. Rise sacred Tree ! on Thames's gorgeous shore, To warn the People, and to guard the Throne ; Teach them, their pure religion to adore, And foreign Faiths, and Rites, and Pomps...
Страница 17 - And guide my steps through honour's paths to death. And thou, time-honoured fabric, stand ! A tower Impregnable, a bulwark of the state ! Untouched by visionary folly's power Above the vain, and ignorant, and great ! The mighty race with cultured minds adorn, And piety and faith ; congenial pair ! And spread thy gifts through ages yet unborn, Thy country's pride, and heaven's parental care ! Fern-hill, Windsor, Aug.
Страница 12 - Babylona manus : Inde, doces, sacra et ritus servare parentum, Juraque et antiqua vi stabilire fidem. Me quoties curas suadent lenire seniles Umbra tua, et viridi ripa beata toro, Sit mihi, primitiasque meas, tenuesque triumphos, Sit, revocare tuos, dulcis Etona ! dies. Auspice te...
Страница 19 - Doomed to long suffering from your earliest years. Amidst your Parents' grief and pain alone Cheerful and gay, you smiled to soothe their tears ; And in their agonies forgot your own ; Go Gentle Spirit ! and among The Blest From Grief and Pain eternal be Thy Rest ! 19 LONDINI : TYPIS GULIELMI NICOL, PALL MALL.
Страница 44 - Have sat to wonder at, and gaze upon : For know by lot from Jove, I am the power Of this fair wood, and live in oaken bower, To nurse the saplings tall, and curl the grove With ringlets quaint, and wanton windings wove. And all my plants I save from nightly ill Of noisome winds, and blasting vapours chill : And from the boughs brush off the evil dew, And heal the harms of thwarting thunder blue, Of what the cross dire-looking planet smites, Or, hurtful worm with canker'd venom bites.
Страница 16 - О blest instruction ! friend to generous youth ? Source of all good ! you taught me to entwine The muse's laurel with eternal truth, And wake her lyre to strains of faith divine. Firm, incorrupt, as in life's dawning morn, Nor swayed by novelty, nor public breath, Teach me false censure and false fame to scorn, And guide my steps through honour's paths to death.