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Страница ix - Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go mark him well...
Страница 66 - Come on therefore, let us enjoy the good things that are present: and let us speedily use the creatures like as in youth. Let us fill ourselves with costly wine and ointments : and let no flower of the spring pass by us : Let us crown ourselves with rose-buds, before they be withered.
Страница 78 - Whose beard descending swept his aged breast ; The ruin'd spendthrift, now no longer proud, Claim'd kindred there, and had his claims...
Страница ix - From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
Страница 49 - I suppose ; for my mother tapped my cheek with the word Child ! emphatically pronounced. I started out of my reverie, and finding myself unable to feign a composure which I did not feel, walked out of the room to hide my emotion. When I got to my own chamber, I felt the full force of Le Blanc's description, but to me it was not painful...
Страница 38 - See Wollstonecraft, whom no decorum checks, Arise, the intrepid champion of her sex; O'er humbled man assert the sovereign claim, And slight the timid blush of virgin fame. "Go, go (she cries) ye tribes of melting maids, Go, screen your softness in sequester 'd shades; With plaintive whispers woo the unconscious grove, And feebly perish, as depis'd ye love. What tho...
Страница 41 - The sampler, and to tease the huswife's wool. What need a vermeil-tinctur'd lip for that, Love-darting eyes, or tresses like the Morn? There was another meaning in these gifts; Think what, and be advis'd; you are but young yet.
Страница 179 - Mr. Robert Southey could not distinguish between the first effects and an apprehension of which he was unable to divest himself. His first definite sensations were a fullness and dizziness in the head, such as to induce the fear of falling.
Страница 42 - Wafts its full sweets, and shivers thro' the leaves. Bath'd in new bliss, the Fair-one greets the bower, And ravishes a flame from every flower; Low at her feet inhales the master's sighs, And darts voluptuous poison from her eyes.
Страница 23 - The frost-gales from the mountains more severe, And shiver to the boreal flashes bright ; Or, if the sun vouchsafe a noonday light, Hail, from the crags, his faint reflected beams, And o'er the loose bridge slide from height to height...

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