The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, 第 2 卷Alaric Alexander Watts Hurst, Chance, and Company, 1829 |
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... Voice of Praise . By Miss Mitford The Eolian Harp · The Michaelmas Daisy · 292 293 295 297 299 The Suicide . By Arthur Brooke , Esq . 300 Stanzas . By W. Sydney Walker , Esq . 301 • On the Death of Inez . By D. M. Moir , Esq . Grief ...
... Voice of Praise . By Miss Mitford The Eolian Harp · The Michaelmas Daisy · 292 293 295 297 299 The Suicide . By Arthur Brooke , Esq . 300 Stanzas . By W. Sydney Walker , Esq . 301 • On the Death of Inez . By D. M. Moir , Esq . Grief ...
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... Voice of Home . By Mrs. Hemans Ballad . By Cornelius Webbe To Mary . By John Roby , Esq . 322 323 327 • 328 329 • 330 ib . • 333 334 335 • 336 337 ib . 338 340 341 343 • 344 347 • 348 350 352 353 354 355 356 358 Forget Thee ! By the Rev ...
... Voice of Home . By Mrs. Hemans Ballad . By Cornelius Webbe To Mary . By John Roby , Esq . 322 323 327 • 328 329 • 330 ib . • 333 334 335 • 336 337 ib . 338 340 341 343 • 344 347 • 348 350 352 353 354 355 356 358 Forget Thee ! By the Rev ...
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... VOICE proclaim , " Thou Moon to blood be turned , thou Earth to flame ! " Red - robed Destruction far and wide extends Her thousand arms , and summons all her fiends To glut their fill , a gaunt and ghastly brood ! Their food is carnage ...
... VOICE proclaim , " Thou Moon to blood be turned , thou Earth to flame ! " Red - robed Destruction far and wide extends Her thousand arms , and summons all her fiends To glut their fill , a gaunt and ghastly brood ! Their food is carnage ...
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... voices , and the walls do live ; It is the house of Memory ! - BY ALARIC A. WATTS . MATURIN . LONG years have passed since last I strayed , In boyhood , through thy roofless aisle , And watched the mists of eve o'ershade Day's latest ...
... voices , and the walls do live ; It is the house of Memory ! - BY ALARIC A. WATTS . MATURIN . LONG years have passed since last I strayed , In boyhood , through thy roofless aisle , And watched the mists of eve o'ershade Day's latest ...
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... , or the wind— But in the still small voice , the conscious fear , The trembling hope , the deep transported mind : - Such is His presence , in such temple shrined ! THE LUCK OF EDEN - HALL . BY J. H. 16 THE POETICAL ALBUM .
... , or the wind— But in the still small voice , the conscious fear , The trembling hope , the deep transported mind : - Such is His presence , in such temple shrined ! THE LUCK OF EDEN - HALL . BY J. H. 16 THE POETICAL ALBUM .
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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...