A Vision of Fair Spirits: And Other PoemsT. and W. Boone, 1834 - 123 頁 |
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... atoned , by the indestructible beauty of its parts , for its want of regularity as a whole . But perhaps I am too bold in comparing it to an antique , although broken ; and viii should rather liken it to the " capriccio "
... atoned , by the indestructible beauty of its parts , for its want of regularity as a whole . But perhaps I am too bold in comparing it to an antique , although broken ; and viii should rather liken it to the " capriccio "
第 6 頁
... beauty which thou fain would'st hide ? Piercing the shroudlike veil around thee cast , Queen of the present - future - and the past ! ? - XI . Full many a lustrous - ey'd Egyptian maid Culling at morn fresh blossoms from the stream ...
... beauty which thou fain would'st hide ? Piercing the shroudlike veil around thee cast , Queen of the present - future - and the past ! ? - XI . Full many a lustrous - ey'd Egyptian maid Culling at morn fresh blossoms from the stream ...
第 7 頁
... beauty that enthrals , By others mark'd , to her are nothing worth- Bright eyes are flashing from thick - braided hair , Soft looks are speeding - but they dwell not there . XIII . Untouch'd , the banquet seems in mockery spread Like ...
... beauty that enthrals , By others mark'd , to her are nothing worth- Bright eyes are flashing from thick - braided hair , Soft looks are speeding - but they dwell not there . XIII . Untouch'd , the banquet seems in mockery spread Like ...
第 8 頁
... beauty with its crystal shrine ! How calm the wind , with passion wont to rave , Melts into music ' neath one glance of thine ! How soft the light from ev'ry jewell'd cave Sleeps on the bosom of the sleepless brine ! Where each rous'd ...
... beauty with its crystal shrine ! How calm the wind , with passion wont to rave , Melts into music ' neath one glance of thine ! How soft the light from ev'ry jewell'd cave Sleeps on the bosom of the sleepless brine ! Where each rous'd ...
第 9 頁
... beauty's smile ; Her dark hair gathers o'er each burning cheek , Like storm clouds black'ning o'er some rosy isle . From the white foam uprais'd , her whiter neck Gleams like the silver Lotos of the Nile- And still the mad wave knows ...
... beauty's smile ; Her dark hair gathers o'er each burning cheek , Like storm clouds black'ning o'er some rosy isle . From the white foam uprais'd , her whiter neck Gleams like the silver Lotos of the Nile- And still the mad wave knows ...
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afar art thou barque beam beauteous beauty Belshazzar beneath blest bliss blossoms Boabdil bosom bough bow'd breast breath breeze bright Bright eyes brow Ceres chill cold courser dæmon dark dead death deathless deep despair Dryad dwell dying E'en earth earthly elfin Endymion ev'ry fairy feet Fingal flame fling flow'r foam fount gale gaze glad glance gleam glow Goth Granada grave grove gushing hallow'd hath haunt heart Heav'n holy immortality Isis Israel Jehovah life's light lonely lov'd lustre Mem'ry mortal mountain's Naiad neath o'er thy ocean pass'd passion Phædra poison'd pow'r pray'r pride Proserpine proud rais'd Selene shrine sigh silent sleep smile song soul spell spread stamp'd STANZA star stoic stream swell tear thee thrill thro throbbing throng tide Tis thine tomb Ulva vale veil vesper voice Wake wander'd warm warrior watch'd wave weep wild wing yonder
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第 46 頁 - Eous, hanc rediens sero vespere vidit anum. sed bene quod paucis licet interitura diebus succedens aevum prorogat ipsa suum. collige, virgo, rosas, dum flos novus et nova pubes, et memor esto aevum sic properare tuum.
第 49 頁 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath. That the rude sea grew civil at her song, And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
第 89 頁 - Moorish cavaliers gazed with a silent agony of tenderness and grief, upon that delicious abode, the scene of their loves and pleasures. While they yet looked, a light cloud of smoke burst forth from the citadel ; and, presently, a peal of artillery, faintly heard, told, that the city was taken possession of, and the throne of the Moslem kings was lost for ever. The heart of Boabdil, softened by misfortunes and overcharged with grief, could no longer contain itself.
第 90 頁 - Tis thine to curb the passions' madd'ning sway, And wipe the mourner's bitter tear away ; 'Tis thine to soothe when hope itself has fled, And cheer with angel smile the sufferer's bed; To give to earth its charm, to life its zest, One only task, — to bless, and to be blest.
第 46 頁 - Isis, according to some, signifies ancient, and, on that account, the inscriptions on the statues of the goddess were often in these words : I am all that has been, that shall be, and none among mortals has hitherto taken off my veil.
第 72 頁 - Which thou hast shunn'd, in which thou dwellest not ? The victor Sea-king, while his homeward sail Woo'd to its swelling breast the northern gale, Yet stay'd his falcon flight to gaze awhile On those fair cliffs, and that mysterious isle, Where dwelt for aye, enchain'd within his cave, The spellbound Demon of the tortured wave, Whose frantic meanings oft were heard to swell The storm, within whose breast he loved to dwell. Such was the tale, whose legendary sway Could charm...
第 90 頁 - Oh woman, not for thec the living tomb, The harem's splendour, or the convent's gloom ; Not thine to bend to fear's unhallowed nod. And scorn the world to please creation's God, To see, to feel, that earth, that life is fair, Yet sigh to think thou hast no portion there : No, child of joy ! a holier work is thine, A nobler influence and a purer shrine ; 'Tis thine,
第 35 頁 - Couch' d in the ruby chambers of the rose, Fed by its dew, and curtain'd by its bloom ! Hither, ye elves ! the sunbeam fainter glows, And the loved twilight gathers with its gloom — Fly from the grassy mount's untrodden brow, Drop from the scented blossom of the bough Steal from the lily's dew-bespangled bell, That rings its fairy curfew to the night — Haste from the lowly vi'let's hidden cell, Whose beauty shrinketh widow-like from sight — Creep from the truant snail's deserted shell, Come...