The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to BaylySamuel Carter Hall Saunders and Otley, 1838 |
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... st the eternal deep , Haunted for ever by the eternal mind ; - Mighty prophet ! Seer blest ! - On whom those truths do rest , Which we are toiling all our lives to find , In darkness lost , the darkness of the grave ; 6 WORDSWORTH .
... st the eternal deep , Haunted for ever by the eternal mind ; - Mighty prophet ! Seer blest ! - On whom those truths do rest , Which we are toiling all our lives to find , In darkness lost , the darkness of the grave ; 6 WORDSWORTH .
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Samuel Carter Hall. In darkness lost , the darkness of the grave ; Thou , over whom thy immortality Broods like the day , -a master o'er a slave , — A presence which is not to be put by ; Thou little child , yet glorious in the might Of ...
Samuel Carter Hall. In darkness lost , the darkness of the grave ; Thou , over whom thy immortality Broods like the day , -a master o'er a slave , — A presence which is not to be put by ; Thou little child , yet glorious in the might Of ...
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... dark ways ; and when a damp Fell round the path of Milton , in his hand The Thing became a trumpet , whence he blew Soul - animating strains , -alas , too few . IT IS A BEAUTEOUS EVENING . It is a beauteous evening , calm and free ; The ...
... dark ways ; and when a damp Fell round the path of Milton , in his hand The Thing became a trumpet , whence he blew Soul - animating strains , -alas , too few . IT IS A BEAUTEOUS EVENING . It is a beauteous evening , calm and free ; The ...
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... darker day , And thou soon must be his prey , If the power that raised thee here Hallow so thy watery bier . A less drear ruin then than now , With thy conquest - branded brow Stooping to the slave of slaves From thy throne , among the ...
... darker day , And thou soon must be his prey , If the power that raised thee here Hallow so thy watery bier . A less drear ruin then than now , With thy conquest - branded brow Stooping to the slave of slaves From thy throne , among the ...
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... dark , menacing , and stern ; but they are never grovelling or low . He has keen and burning sympathies ; but unhappily he forgets that the high - born and wealthy claim them and deserve them , as well as the poor , and those who are ...
... dark , menacing , and stern ; but they are never grovelling or low . He has keen and burning sympathies ; but unhappily he forgets that the high - born and wealthy claim them and deserve them , as well as the poor , and those who are ...
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第13页 - MILTON ! thou shouldst be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
第49页 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.
第10页 - Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
第12页 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
第7页 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel - I feel it all.
第31页 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
第125页 - Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — do I wake or sleep?
第125页 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket...
第10页 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind...
第7页 - But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone...