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... weeps to give no more , Tell , that his manly race shall yet assuage Their father's wrongs , and shield his latter age . What though for him no Hybla sweets distil , Nor bloomy vines wave purple on the hill ; Tell , that when silent ...
... weeps to give no more , Tell , that his manly race shall yet assuage Their father's wrongs , and shield his latter age . What though for him no Hybla sweets distil , Nor bloomy vines wave purple on the hill ; Tell , that when silent ...
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... weep That constant love can linger on the deep . And , mark the wretch , whose wanderings never knew The world's regard , that soothes , though half untrue , Whose erring heart the lash of sorrow bore , But found not pity when it err'd ...
... weep That constant love can linger on the deep . And , mark the wretch , whose wanderings never knew The world's regard , that soothes , though half untrue , Whose erring heart the lash of sorrow bore , But found not pity when it err'd ...
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... urge , Nor , trembling , take the pittance and the scourge ! No homeless Lybian , on the stormy deep , To call upon his country's name , and weep ! — Lo ! once in triumph , on his boundless plain 46 PLEASURES OF HOPE .
... urge , Nor , trembling , take the pittance and the scourge ! No homeless Lybian , on the stormy deep , To call upon his country's name , and weep ! — Lo ! once in triumph , on his boundless plain 46 PLEASURES OF HOPE .
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... Nature now , With freedom charter'd on his manly brow ! Faint , bleeding , bound , he weeps the night away , And when the sea - wind wafts the dewless day , Starts , with a bursting heart , for ever more PLEASURES OF HOPE . 47.
... Nature now , With freedom charter'd on his manly brow ! Faint , bleeding , bound , he weeps the night away , And when the sea - wind wafts the dewless day , Starts , with a bursting heart , for ever more PLEASURES OF HOPE . 47.
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... weep their falsehood , though she love them still ! Thus , with forgiving tears , and reconciled , The king of Judah mourn'd his rebel child ! Musing on days , when yet the guiltless boy Smiled on his sire , and fill'd his heart with ...
... weep their falsehood , though she love them still ! Thus , with forgiving tears , and reconciled , The king of Judah mourn'd his rebel child ! Musing on days , when yet the guiltless boy Smiled on his sire , and fill'd his heart with ...
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Absalom adieu afar ANTISTROPHE Arion bark beauty Beauty's blazing bleed bliss bosom bowers Brama's brave bright Briton brow cease charm charm'd child clime deed deep delight doom'd dread dust dust return earth eternal faggots fate fire fond friendless Gilderoy glow hail hallow'd hand Hark Hast thou hath heart Heaven heavenly Hindoo hour hurl'd isles life's light lingering lisps lonely Loxian lyre MEDEA Mercy midnight mingles mourn murmur Muse Nature Nature's NOTE numbers o'er pang parricide Peace pensive Plato PLEASURES OF HOPE Poland poor dog Tray Prague PRINTED FOR LONGMAN proud rapture rocks sacred sapient scenes seraph shade shalt shore sigh slumber smile song soothe sorrow soul spirit Steel by C.Heath storm strings sublime sweep sweet tears thee thine trembling triumph Truth twas unfathom'd vale watch wave weep wheels wild winds wing wounded Hussar wrath wretch
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Page 11 - Spans with bright arch the glittering hills below, Why to yon mountain turns the musing eye, Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky ? Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear More sweet than all the landscape smiling near ?'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
Page 34 - Come, bright Improvement ! on the car of Time, And rule the spacious world from clime to clime ; Thy handmaid arts shall every wild explore, Trace every wave, and culture every shore.
Page 75 - Unfading Hope ! when life's last embers burn, When soul to soul, and dust to dust return ! Heaven to thy charge resigns the awful hour ! Oh ! then, thy kingdom comes ! Immortal Power ! What though each spark of earth-born rapture fly The quivering lip, pale cheek, and closing eye ! Bright to the soul thy seraph hands convey The morning dream of life's eternal day — Then, then, the triumph and the trance begin, And all the phoenix spirit burns within...
Page 37 - Firm-paced and slow, a horrid front they form, Still as the breeze, but dreadful as the storm. Low murmuring sounds along their banners fly, Revenge or death...
Page 78 - The strife is o'er — the pangs of nature close, And life's last rapture triumphs o'er her woes.
Page 37 - Heaven ! he cried, my bleeding country save : Is there no hand on high to shield the brave ? Yet, though destruction sweep these lovely plains, Rise, fellow-men ! our country yet remains ! By that dread name, we wave the sword on high, And swear for her to live ! — with her to die...
Page 38 - Oh ! bloodiest picture in the book of Time Sarmatia fell unwept, without a crime ; Found not a generous friend, a pitying foe, Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe...
Page 12 - ... scene More pleasing seems than all the past hath been ; And every form, that Fancy can repair From dark oblivion, glows divinely there. What potent spirit guides the raptured eye To pierce the shades of dim futurity...
Page 81 - Frail as the leaf in Autumn's yellow bower, Dust in the wind, or dew upon the flower ; A friendless slave, a child without a sire, Whose mortal life, and momentary fire, Lights to the grave his chance-created form, v As ocean-wrecks illuminate the storm ; And, when the gun's tremendous flash is o'er, To night and silence sink for evermore...
Page 81 - Are these the pompous tidings ye proclaim, Lights of the world, and demi-gods of Fame ? Is this your triumph — this your proud applause, Children of Truth, and champions of her cause...