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... gaze on every feature till it lives ! Still the fond lover sees the absent maid ; And the lost friend still lingers in his shade ! Say why the pensive widow loves to weep , When on her knee she rocks her babe to sleep : Tremblingly ...
... gaze on every feature till it lives ! Still the fond lover sees the absent maid ; And the lost friend still lingers in his shade ! Say why the pensive widow loves to weep , When on her knee she rocks her babe to sleep : Tremblingly ...
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... gaze , the wild and frenzied glare , The racks of thought , and freezings of despair ! But pause not then - beyond the western wave , Go , see the captive bartered as a slave ! Crushed till his high , heroic spirit bleeds , And from his ...
... gaze , the wild and frenzied glare , The racks of thought , and freezings of despair ! But pause not then - beyond the western wave , Go , see the captive bartered as a slave ! Crushed till his high , heroic spirit bleeds , And from his ...
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... fond fool , when evening shades the sky , Turns but to start , and gazes but to sigh ! The weary waste , that lengthened as he ran , Fades to a blank , and dwindles to a span ! Ah ! who can tell the triumphs of the mind 48 ROGERS ' POEMS .
... fond fool , when evening shades the sky , Turns but to start , and gazes but to sigh ! The weary waste , that lengthened as he ran , Fades to a blank , and dwindles to a span ! Ah ! who can tell the triumphs of the mind 48 ROGERS ' POEMS .
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... gaze their various course surveyed . High hung in air the hoary goat reclined , His streaming beard the sport of every wind ; And , while the coot her jet - wing loved to lave , Rocked on the bosom of the sleepless wave ; The eagle ...
... gaze their various course surveyed . High hung in air the hoary goat reclined , His streaming beard the sport of every wind ; And , while the coot her jet - wing loved to lave , Rocked on the bosom of the sleepless wave ; The eagle ...
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... Gaze with delight on every scene she planned , Kiss every floweret planted by her hand . Ah ! still he traced her steps along the glade , When hazy hues and glimmering lights betrayed Half - viewless forms ; still listened as the breeze ...
... Gaze with delight on every scene she planned , Kiss every floweret planted by her hand . Ah ! still he traced her steps along the glade , When hazy hues and glimmering lights betrayed Half - viewless forms ; still listened as the breeze ...
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age to age ancient azure skies bids bless blest breathe bright called calm CANTO charm child Cicero clouds Columbus Cortes courser dark delight dream Euripides father fear fled flowers fond gaze glad glory glows grave grove hail hand hear heart heaven Hence Herodotus Herrera Hist holy hour human voices hung Icarius inspire Jacqueline light live look melting close mind Muse night o'er once path of glory Pausanias Petrarch pleasure rapture resigned rise Roger Bacon round sacred sail sate says scene secret shade shed shine shone shore sigh silent sire sleep smile song soon sorrow soul spirit spring steals stood sung sweet swell tears thee thine thou thought thro trace trembling triumphs truth Twas vale VESPASIAN VIRGIL's tomb virtue voice Voyage wake wandering wave weep whence wild wind wings youth
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Page 92 - The soul of music slumbers in the shell, Till waked and kindled by the master's spell; And feeling hearts — touch them but rightly — Pour A thousand melodies unheard before...
Page 297 - My conceit of his person was never increased toward him by his place, or honours, but I have and do reverence him, for the greatness that was only proper to himself, in that he seemed to me ever, by his work, one of the greatest men, and most worthy of admiration, that had been in many ages. In his adversity I ever prayed that God would give him strength ; for greatness he could not want. Neither could I condole in a word or syllable for him, as knowing no accident could do harm to virtue, but rather...
Page 114 - O eloquent, just, and mighty Death ! whom none could advise, thou hast persuaded ; what none hath dared, thou hast done ; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised ; thou hast drawn together all the far-stretched greatness, all the pride, cruelty, and ambition of man, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hie jacet...
Page 211 - Go — you may call it madness, folly ; You shall not chase my gloom away. There's such a charm in melancholy, I would not, if I could, be gay.
Page 120 - I began thus far to assent both to them and divers of my friends here at home ; and not less to an inward prompting which now grew daily upon me, that by labour and intent study, which I take to be my portion in- this life, joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after-times, as they should not willingly let it die.
Page 113 - I have seen all the works that are done under the sun ; and, behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit.
Page 302 - Westward the course of empire takes its way, The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day : Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Page 193 - THE Sailor sighs as sinks his native shore, As all its lessening turrets bluely fade ; He climbs the mast to feast his eye once more, And busy fancy fondly lends her aid. Ah ! now, each dear, domestic scene he knew...
Page 301 - Young man, there is America — which at this day serves for little more than to amuse you with stories of savage men, and uncouth manners ; yet shall, before you taste of death, show itself equal to the whole of that commerce which now attracts the envy of the world.
Page 66 - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses ; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings. Far from me and from my friends be such frigid philosophy, as may conduct us indifferent and unmoved over any ground which has been dignified by wisdom, bravery, or virtue. That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow • warmer among...