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" And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing... "
The Southern literary messenger - Страница 50
1843
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Studies in Poetry: Embracing Notices of the Lives and Writings of the Best ...

George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 страници
...they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted...near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here. THE COLISEUM BY MOONLIGHT. Manfred alone. Man. The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the...

The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Том 16

1830 - 550 страници
...they to me Were a delight : and if the frf shening sea Made them a. terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billow s far andiiear, And laid my hand upon thy wave — as Ido here." BYRON. I WISH I could describe...

The Imperial Magazine, Or, Compendium of Religious, Moral ..., Том 12

1830 - 614 страници
...Were a delight ; ana if the f eshcmng spa Made them a terror,— 'twat a pleasing fear. For J wan, as it were, a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows fnr and near. And laid my hand upon thy mane— as 1 dp here." We dismiss this volume with two words...

Childe Harold's pilgrimage, The giaour, The siege of Corinth [and other poems].

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1832 - 488 страници
...they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 't was a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted...near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here. CLXXXV. My task is done — my song hath ceased — my theme Has died into an echo ; it is fit The...

The Nautical Magazine: A Journal of Papers on Subjects Connected ..., Том 35

1866 - 728 страници
...— they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror, 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted...thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mano, as I do here." Thus Byron sang, and thus lull many a lay Of his, has charm'd me in my giddy day...

The National Orator;: Consisting of Selections, Adapted for Rhetorical ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1832 - 310 страници
...they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was, as it were, a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows, far and near, KATIONAL ORATOR. OXXIV. PUBLIC QUIETNESS FAVORABLE TO THE DISCUSSOX OF A QUESTION OF PUBLIC INTEREST....

The Complete Works of Lord Byron: Including His Suppressed Poems, and ..., Том 1

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1832 - 488 страници
...they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 't was a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy hillows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here. CLXXXV. My task is done —...

The English Orator: a Selection of Pieces for Reading & Recitation

James Hedderwick - 1833 - 232 страници
...they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted...near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here. SATAN'S ADDRESS TO THE SUN. O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 33

1833 - 1034 страници
...breakers. They to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror, 'twas a childish fear ; For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted...billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane." Childe Harolrf. " Heaven's verge extreme Reverberates the bombs descending star, And sounds that mingled...

An Essay on Elocution: Designed for the Use of Schools and Private Learners

Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 страници
...they to me' Were a delight*; and if the freshening sea' Made them a terrour', 'twas a pleating fear', For I was', as it were',* a child of thee', And trusted...And laid my hand upon thy mane' — as I do here'. My task is done' — my song hath ceased'— my theme' Has died into an echo': it is fit' The spell...




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