The Etonian1820 |
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第34页
... sleep is wond'rous sound , For one who looks , upon his waking , To sleep " the sleep that knows not breaking . " But rest thee , rest ! thou merriest soul That ever lov'd the circling bowl ; I look upon his empty cup , And sudden tears ...
... sleep is wond'rous sound , For one who looks , upon his waking , To sleep " the sleep that knows not breaking . " But rest thee , rest ! thou merriest soul That ever lov'd the circling bowl ; I look upon his empty cup , And sudden tears ...
第37页
... sleep , And Fancy's visions oft recall The merry Hunt and jovial Hall- And oft replace before his sight The bustle of to - morrow's fight . In swift succession o'er his brain , Come fields of corn , and fields of slain ; And as the ...
... sleep , And Fancy's visions oft recall The merry Hunt and jovial Hall- And oft replace before his sight The bustle of to - morrow's fight . In swift succession o'er his brain , Come fields of corn , and fields of slain ; And as the ...
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... sleep of those that die . Long years ! -yet has not past away The memory of that fatal day , When all thy young and faded grace Before me lay in Death's embrace . A throb of madness and of pain Shot through my heart , and through my ...
... sleep of those that die . Long years ! -yet has not past away The memory of that fatal day , When all thy young and faded grace Before me lay in Death's embrace . A throb of madness and of pain Shot through my heart , and through my ...
第58页
... sleep , ” - ( Just here he did his best to weep ; ) " Laura , the willow soon shall wave , Over thy lover's lowly grave . " Then he began , with pathos due , To speak of cypress and of rue : But Fortune's unforeseen award Parted the ...
... sleep , ” - ( Just here he did his best to weep ; ) " Laura , the willow soon shall wave , Over thy lover's lowly grave . " Then he began , with pathos due , To speak of cypress and of rue : But Fortune's unforeseen award Parted the ...
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... Where thou , beneath thy burial stone ,で Art laid in that unstartled sleep The living eye hath 76 [ No. 1 . My Brother's Grave . Laura 54 My Brother's Grave (from "The Poetry of the College Magazine”).....................
... Where thou , beneath thy burial stone ,で Art laid in that unstartled sleep The living eye hath 76 [ No. 1 . My Brother's Grave . Laura 54 My Brother's Grave (from "The Poetry of the College Magazine”).....................
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第102页 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
第222页 - Of aspect more sublime: that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened; that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on, Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul; While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
第313页 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. "Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
第222页 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
第313页 - twas like all instruments. Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook, In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
第225页 - If thou be one whose heart the holy forms Of young imagination have kept pure, Stranger ! henceforth be warned; and know, that pride, Howe'er disguised in its own majesty, Is littleness; that he, who feels contempt For any living thing, hath faculties Which he has never used; that thought with him 50 Is in its infancy.
第313页 - O happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware: Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware.
第285页 - There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away, When the glow of early thought declines in feeling's dull decay : 'Tis not on youth's smooth cheek the blush alone, which fades so fast, But the tender bloom of heart is gone, ere youth itself be past.
第182页 - Now forging scrolls, now foremost in the fight, Not quite a felon, yet but half a knight, The gibbet or the field prepared to grace ; A mighty mixture of the great and base.
第101页 - Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me : thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.