The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, 第 2 卷Alaric Alexander Watts Hurst, Chance, and Company, 1829 |
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... heaven . Rage , Elements ! wreck , ravage all ye can , Ye are not half so fierce as man to man ! Wide and more wide , self - warned , without command , Gaul's awe - struck files their circling wings expand ; Through many a stage of ...
... heaven . Rage , Elements ! wreck , ravage all ye can , Ye are not half so fierce as man to man ! Wide and more wide , self - warned , without command , Gaul's awe - struck files their circling wings expand ; Through many a stage of ...
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... Heaven's solitary child , which seemed excited By some superior fire , nor died with them— Surviving all its sisters , but was left Sole grace of Night's dishonoured diadem ! At every bound , that giant courser cleft The reeling earth ...
... Heaven's solitary child , which seemed excited By some superior fire , nor died with them— Surviving all its sisters , but was left Sole grace of Night's dishonoured diadem ! At every bound , that giant courser cleft The reeling earth ...
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... heaven , to view the bright star there ; - Its orb , expanded to infinity , Was heaven : sweet sounds , and visions fair , And beings lovelier than the loveliest sky , Were born eternal - and the voice of mirth , And smile of joy , grew ...
... heaven , to view the bright star there ; - Its orb , expanded to infinity , Was heaven : sweet sounds , and visions fair , And beings lovelier than the loveliest sky , Were born eternal - and the voice of mirth , And smile of joy , grew ...
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... the world a flood Of harmony , with rapture more divine . Type of the wise , who soar - but never roam , True to the kindred points of heaven and home . LINES SUGGESTED BY THE DEATH OF ISMAEL FITZADAM . It 30 THE POETICAL ALBUM .
... the world a flood Of harmony , with rapture more divine . Type of the wise , who soar - but never roam , True to the kindred points of heaven and home . LINES SUGGESTED BY THE DEATH OF ISMAEL FITZADAM . It 30 THE POETICAL ALBUM .
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... heaven and heaven itself be as a dream , That flies , and is forgotten . Angels all , Eternal ages , regions without bound , Proclaim ye one sole strength - the Ineffable - Supreme ! A RETROSPECTIVE REVIEW . BY THOMAS HOOD , ESQ . THE ...
... heaven and heaven itself be as a dream , That flies , and is forgotten . Angels all , Eternal ages , regions without bound , Proclaim ye one sole strength - the Ineffable - Supreme ! A RETROSPECTIVE REVIEW . BY THOMAS HOOD , ESQ . THE ...
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第 223 頁 - Beyond the flight of time, Beyond this vale of death, There surely is some blessed clime, Where life is not a breath ; Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward...
第 89 頁 - All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair — The bees are stirring — birds are on the wing — And Winter slumbering in the open air, Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring! And I the while, the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.
第 30 頁 - ETHEREAL minstrel! pilgrim of the sky ! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound ? Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground ? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still!
第 208 頁 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
第 336 頁 - The time would e'er be o'er, And I on thee should look my last, And thou shouldst smile no more! And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain. But when I speak — thou dost not say What thou ne'er left'st...
第 221 頁 - To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
第 155 頁 - ALL worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its immortality ! I saw a vision in my sleep, That gave my spirit strength to sweep Adown the gulf of Time ! I...
第 221 頁 - Who hath not seen Thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor...
第 156 頁 - Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of men. Nor with thy rising beams recall Life's tragedy again: Its piteous pageants bring not back, Nor waken flesh, upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe; Stretched in disease's shapes abhorred, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe.
第 96 頁 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing...