The pleasures of melancholy, and other poemsSaunders and Otley, 1847 - 119 頁 |
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... too pure to bloom On this frail earth , found Paradise a tomb . Lovely , indeed , ye were , but oh , to part— This bitter agony hath wrung my heart . But tears we must not cherish , God was kind 42 EPITAPH ON THREE BEAUTIFUL ...
... too pure to bloom On this frail earth , found Paradise a tomb . Lovely , indeed , ye were , but oh , to part— This bitter agony hath wrung my heart . But tears we must not cherish , God was kind 42 EPITAPH ON THREE BEAUTIFUL ...
第 43 頁
... kind , And He in mercy left one gem behind . We thank Thee ; in Thy Providence , O Lord , Though suffering , in Thy gracious will accord ; Thy guidance and Thy love alone we crave , Thy power to succour , and Thy will to save . EPITAPH ...
... kind , And He in mercy left one gem behind . We thank Thee ; in Thy Providence , O Lord , Though suffering , in Thy gracious will accord ; Thy guidance and Thy love alone we crave , Thy power to succour , and Thy will to save . EPITAPH ...
第 54 頁
... kind Heaven send a shower , Withering all my hopes below , Blotting all these few fond traces , Fading every leaf of thee , Then , indeed , old Time erases Every hope of him and me . Touch not , oh , ye blessed powers , These , my ...
... kind Heaven send a shower , Withering all my hopes below , Blotting all these few fond traces , Fading every leaf of thee , Then , indeed , old Time erases Every hope of him and me . Touch not , oh , ye blessed powers , These , my ...
第 55 頁
... kind . Sweetly clear the moon it glideth On the bosom of the night , And a gentle zephyr slideth Like a love - beam of delight . Passing beauty stood before him ; Soft blue eyes upon him gazed ; Take this lily ; I adore him , He for ...
... kind . Sweetly clear the moon it glideth On the bosom of the night , And a gentle zephyr slideth Like a love - beam of delight . Passing beauty stood before him ; Soft blue eyes upon him gazed ; Take this lily ; I adore him , He for ...
第 63 頁
... . Gazing upon my clay - cold brow- My Mary . Then come , kind Death , and thou shalt be My partner where the soul is free , And dwell throughout eternity— My Mary . I KNOW WHERE THE BEAMS OF THE SUN'S GOLDEN LIGHT MY MARY . 63.
... . Gazing upon my clay - cold brow- My Mary . Then come , kind Death , and thou shalt be My partner where the soul is free , And dwell throughout eternity— My Mary . I KNOW WHERE THE BEAMS OF THE SUN'S GOLDEN LIGHT MY MARY . 63.
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amid Art thou beam beauty blessed blest bliss bosom breast bright BROMWICH brow burning flame calm CASTLE BROMWICH cave charm confest dark dear death deep delight despair doth dream earth erring eternal evermore fair Faith feel flower gazed grace hadst happy days hath hearts beat light heaven holy hope hour Jesus John Barleycorn Lass life's little John look lour love divine maiden man's best friend Mary MARY-JANE meek merry Methought mind Miss never night o'er Oh yes peace pensive Pipe pleasure praise prayer pretty raptures rest SABBATH Saviour seek Seraph share sigh sing sleep soft song sorrow soul steal stony heart Sweet Lylla sweet Melancholy sweetly taught tears tell thine thou art thou hast thought trace trust truth Twas Twill twould unto Vale village virtue wake wander weep young youth
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第 57 頁 - Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle. To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die ! Now too — the joy most like divine Of all I ever dreamt or knew.
第 1 頁 - There is a mood, (I sing not to the vacant and the young) There is a kindly mood of melancholy, That wings the soul, and points her to the skies...
第 i 頁 - There is at least, said the stranger, one advantage in the poetical inclination, that it is an incentive to philanthropy. There is a certain poetic ground on which a man cannot tread without feelings that enlarge the heart ; the causes of human depravity vanish before the romantic enthusiasm he professes; and many who are not able to reach the Parnassian heights, may yet approach so near as to be bettered by, the air of the climate.
第 13 頁 - Sweet source of virtue, O sacred sorrow ! he who knows not thee Knows not the best emotions of the heart, — Those tender tears that harmonize the soul, The sigh that charms, the pang that gives delight.
第 vii 頁 - ... that Melancholy is forbidding ; in herself she is soft and interesting, and capable of affording pure and unalloyed delight. Ask the lover why he muses by the side of the purling brook, or plunges...