Poems on Various Subjects: Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue, and to Comprise, in One Volume, the Beauties of English PoetryBaldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1817 - 260页 |
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... rise the expected morn ! O spring to light , auspicious Babe ! be born . See Nature hastes her earliest wreaths to bring , With all the incense of the breathing spring : See lofty Lebanon his head advance , See nodding forests on the ...
... rise the expected morn ! O spring to light , auspicious Babe ! be born . See Nature hastes her earliest wreaths to bring , With all the incense of the breathing spring : See lofty Lebanon his head advance , See nodding forests on the ...
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... rise , Nor ardent warriors meet with hateful eyes ; Nor fields with gleaming steel be cover'd o'er , The brazen trumpets kindle rage no more : But useless lances into sithes shall bend , And the broad falchion in a plough - share end ...
... rise , Nor ardent warriors meet with hateful eyes ; Nor fields with gleaming steel be cover'd o'er , The brazen trumpets kindle rage no more : But useless lances into sithes shall bend , And the broad falchion in a plough - share end ...
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... rise ! Exalt thy towery head , and lift thy eyes : See a long race thy spacious courts adorn ; See future sons and ... rising sun shall gild the morn , Nor evening Cynthia fill her silver horn : But lost , dissolved in thy superior rays ...
... rise ! Exalt thy towery head , and lift thy eyes : See a long race thy spacious courts adorn ; See future sons and ... rising sun shall gild the morn , Nor evening Cynthia fill her silver horn : But lost , dissolved in thy superior rays ...
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... hearth , The crackling faggot flies . But nothing could a charm impart To soothe the stranger's woe ; For grief was heavy at his heart , And tears began to flow . His rising cares the Hermit spied , With answering care SELECT POEMS . 7.
... hearth , The crackling faggot flies . But nothing could a charm impart To soothe the stranger's woe ; For grief was heavy at his heart , And tears began to flow . His rising cares the Hermit spied , With answering care SELECT POEMS . 7.
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... rising cares the Hermit spied , With answering care oppress'd ; " And whence , unhappy youth , " he cried , The sorrows of thy breast ? " From better habitations spurn'd , Reluctant dost thou ... rise Swift mantling to the 8 SELECT POEMS .
... rising cares the Hermit spied , With answering care oppress'd ; " And whence , unhappy youth , " he cried , The sorrows of thy breast ? " From better habitations spurn'd , Reluctant dost thou ... rise Swift mantling to the 8 SELECT POEMS .
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Amid art thou beauty Beneath bird bless bliss bloom bosom bower breast breath bright call'd charms cheek cheer Crazy Jane dear delight E'en e'er earth Edwin eyes fair fair Lady fairies fate fix'd flow flower fond gay Nature gentle gloom glow grace grove hand happy hear heart heaven holy hour lamp at midnight light live lubber fiend lyre maid mind Mirth morn mourn muse Musidora Nature's ne'er never night nymph o'er pain passion peace Philomel pity pleasing pleasure praise pride rest rise round shade shine sigh sing skies smiling smiling train soft solemn song sorrow soul sound spring stamp'd swain sweet tale tear tender Thaïs thee thine thou thought Timotheus touch of joy train trembling Tryphiodorus Twas vale virtue voice warbling WILLIAM MELMOTH wind wings youth
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第134页 - Of grateful evening mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of Heaven, her starry train: But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers; Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night With this her solemn bird; nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.
第55页 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heav'n pursue.
第135页 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night...
第171页 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
第94页 - Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
第92页 - The applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes, Their lot forbade: nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined • Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind...
第91页 - How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power. And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th
第174页 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
第240页 - And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast array'd, Each horseman drew his battle-blade, And furious every charger neigh'd, To join the dreadful revelry. Then shook the hills with thunder riven, Then rush'd the steed to battle driven, And louder than the bolts of heaven, Far flash'd the red artillery.
第125页 - Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing: And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure; But first, and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation...