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... round about them an arrowy light ; And if , as he shook back his hair in it's cluster , A curl fell athwart them and darken'd their lustre , A sprinkle of gold through the duskiness came , Like the sun through a tree , when he's setting ...
... round about them an arrowy light ; And if , as he shook back his hair in it's cluster , A curl fell athwart them and darken'd their lustre , A sprinkle of gold through the duskiness came , Like the sun through a tree , when he's setting ...
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... round him a cloud that was purple and white , The same that of old us'd to wrap his own shoulders , When coming from heaven , he'd spare the beholders.— The bard , like a second Æneas , went home in't , And lives underneath it , it ...
... round him a cloud that was purple and white , The same that of old us'd to wrap his own shoulders , When coming from heaven , he'd spare the beholders.— The bard , like a second Æneas , went home in't , And lives underneath it , it ...
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... round , as of fiery rods , With the sound of deep organs and chorister gods ; And the faces of bards , glowing fresh from their skies , Came thronging about with intentness of eyes , --- And the Nine were all heard , as the harmony ...
... round , as of fiery rods , With the sound of deep organs and chorister gods ; And the faces of bards , glowing fresh from their skies , Came thronging about with intentness of eyes , --- And the Nine were all heard , as the harmony ...
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... round into flame . In a word , so completely forestall'd were the wishes , Ev'n harmony struck from the noise of the dishes . It can't be suppos'd I should think of repeating The fancies that flow'd at this laureat meeting ; I haven't ...
... round into flame . In a word , so completely forestall'd were the wishes , Ev'n harmony struck from the noise of the dishes . It can't be suppos'd I should think of repeating The fancies that flow'd at this laureat meeting ; I haven't ...
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... rounds , As if follow'd and fann'd by the soft - winged sounds . Thus chatting and singing they sat till eleven , When Phoebus shook hands , and departed for heaven ; ' For poets , ' he said , who would cherish their powers , And hop'd ...
... rounds , As if follow'd and fann'd by the soft - winged sounds . Thus chatting and singing they sat till eleven , When Phoebus shook hands , and departed for heaven ; ' For poets , ' he said , who would cherish their powers , And hop'd ...
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Page 100 - A different object do these eyes require; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire; Yet morning smiles the busy race to cheer, And new-born pleasure brings to happier men; The fields to all their wonted tribute bear; To warm their little loves the birds complain. I fruitless mourn to him that cannot hear, And weep the more because I weep in vain...
Page 113 - 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.
Page 34 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike.
Page 33 - As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night, O'er Heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumber'd gild the glowing pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head...
Page 99 - In vain to me the smiling mornings shine, And reddening Phoebus lifts his golden fire: The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas! for other notes repine; A different object do these eyes require; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine; And in my breast the...
Page 33 - But ev'ry eye was fix'd on her alone. On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore, Which Jews might kiss, and infidels adore. Her lively looks a sprightly mind disclose, Quick as her eyes, and as...
Page 113 - I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound. And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Page 102 - The lonely mountains o'er And the resounding shore A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Page 113 - That very time I saw (but thou couldst not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Page 136 - Bithynos liquisse campos et videre te in tuto ! o quid solutis est beatius curis ? cum mens onus reponit, ac peregrino labore fessi venimus larem ad nostrum desideratoque acquiescimus lecto. hoc est, quod unum est pro laboribus tantis.