The British poets of the nineteenth century, including the select works of Crabbe ... and others. Being a suppl. vol. to The poetical works of Byron, Scott and MooreH. I. Broenner, 1828 - 788 страници |
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... Moon 769 JOHN WOLCOTT . The Eve of St. Agnes 770 Ode to the Glow - worm 750 Ode to a Nightingale 774 To my Candle 750 Fancy 775 • HENRY KIRKE WHITE . JOHN CLARE . To the Herb Rosemary 776 What is Life . Ballad . 751 • Time 776 751 To ...
... Moon 769 JOHN WOLCOTT . The Eve of St. Agnes 770 Ode to the Glow - worm 750 Ode to a Nightingale 774 To my Candle 750 Fancy 775 • HENRY KIRKE WHITE . JOHN CLARE . To the Herb Rosemary 776 What is Life . Ballad . 751 • Time 776 751 To ...
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... moon so bright ; That thickset alley by the arbour closed , That woodbine - seat where we at last reposed ; And then the hopes that came and then were gone . Quick as the clouds beneath the moon past on : Now , in this instant , shall ...
... moon so bright ; That thickset alley by the arbour closed , That woodbine - seat where we at last reposed ; And then the hopes that came and then were gone . Quick as the clouds beneath the moon past on : Now , in this instant , shall ...
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... moon , Softening. What can the handsome gipsy have in view In trifling thus , as she appears to do ? I , who for months have labour'd to succeed , Have only lived her vanity to feed . - But what are spirits ? light indeed and gay They ...
... moon , Softening. What can the handsome gipsy have in view In trifling thus , as she appears to do ? I , who for months have labour'd to succeed , Have only lived her vanity to feed . - But what are spirits ? light indeed and gay They ...
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... moon had nought but silver rays , And shone benignly on their early days ; The second moon a light less vivid shed , And now the silver rays were tinged with lead . They now began to look beyond the Hall , And think what friends would ...
... moon had nought but silver rays , And shone benignly on their early days ; The second moon a light less vivid shed , And now the silver rays were tinged with lead . They now began to look beyond the Hall , And think what friends would ...
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... moon , or glitters on the deep . Yes , they were happy days ; but they are fled ! All now are parted - part are with the dead ! Still it is pleasure , though ' tis mix'd with pain , To think of joys that cannot live again ! Here cannot ...
... moon , or glitters on the deep . Yes , they were happy days ; but they are fled ! All now are parted - part are with the dead ! Still it is pleasure , though ' tis mix'd with pain , To think of joys that cannot live again ! Here cannot ...
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Страница 259 - But tell me, tell me! speak again, Thy soft response renewing— What makes that ship drive on so fast? What is the ocean doing?' Second Voice 'Still as a slave before his lord, The ocean hath no blast; His great bright eye most silently Up to the Moon is cast— If he may know which way to go; For she guides him smooth or grim. See, brother, see! how graciously She looketh down on him.
Страница 261 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! — To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
Страница 336 - Cuckoo-bird Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day?
Страница 354 - The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Страница 299 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Страница 353 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife ? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
Страница 341 - My dear, dear Friend ; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes.
Страница 258 - The upper air burst into life, And a hundred fire-flags sheen To and fro they were hurried about ; And to and fro, and in and out The wan stars danced between.
Страница 336 - More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands : A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
Страница 352 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose ; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare ; Waters on a Starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.