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第375页 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days. The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
第205页 - There are a sort of men, whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond; And do a wilful stillness entertain, With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit; As who should say, ' I am Sir Oracle, And, when I ope my lips, let no dog bark!
第350页 - Or sadly listen to the tuneless cry Of fishing gull or clanging golden-eye; What time the sea-birds to the marsh would come, And the loud bittern, from the bull-rush home, Gave from the salt ditch side the bellowing boom...
第385页 - At the paternal door a carriage stands, Love knits their hearts and Hymen joins their hands. Ah ! — world unknown ! how charming is thy view, Thy pleasures many, and each pleasure new : Ah ! — world experienced ! what of thee is told ? How few thy pleasures, and those few how old...
第10页 - Then the broad bosom of the Ocean keeps An equal motion; swelling as it sleeps, Then slowly sinking; curling to the Strand, Faint, lazy Waves o'ercreep the ridgy Sand, Or tap the tarry Boat with gentle blow, And back return in silence, smooth and slow.
第30页 - I go," he said ; but as he spoke, she found His hand more cold, and fluttering was the sound ; Then...
第375页 - Though mangled, hack'd, and hew'd, not yet destroy'd ; The little ones, unbutton'd, glowing hot, Playing our games, and on the very spot, As happy as we once, to kneel and draw The chalky ring, and knuckle down at taw...
第11页 - But nearer land you may the billows trace, As if contending in their watery chase ; May watch the mightiest till the shoal they reach, Then break and hurry to their utmost stretch ; CuiTd as they come, they strike with furious force, And then re-flowing, take their grating course, Raking the rounded flints, which ages past Roll'd by their rage, and shall to ages last.
第5页 - With ceaseless motion comes and goes the tide, Flowing, it fills the channel vast and wide ; Then back to sea, with strong majestic sweep It rolls, in ebb yet terrible and deep ; Here sampire-banks (v) and salt-wort <•') bound the flood, There stakes and sea-weeds withering on the mud ; And higher up, a ridge of all things base, Which some strong tide has roll'd upon the place.
第6页 - See! the long keel, which soon the waves must hide; See! the strong ribs which form the roomy side; Bolts yielding slowly to the sturdiest stroke, And planks which curve and crackle in the smoke. Around the whole rise cloudy wreaths, and far Bear the warm pungence of o'er-boiling tar.