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O'er his dead son the gallant ORMOND sighed . “ I would not exchange my dead
son , ” said he , “ for any living son in Christendom . ” - HUME . The same
sentiment is inscribed on an urn at the Leasowes . “ Heu , quanto minus est cum
...
O'er his dead son the gallant ORMOND sighed . “ I would not exchange my dead
son , ” said he , “ for any living son in Christendom . ” - HUME . The same
sentiment is inscribed on an urn at the Leasowes . “ Heu , quanto minus est cum
...
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That , like a Darkness , filled the solemn Pile ; When in retreat He laid his thunder
by , The illustrious line , that in long order led , For lettered ease and calm
Philosophy , Of those that loved Him living , mourned Him dead ; Blest were his
hours ...
That , like a Darkness , filled the solemn Pile ; When in retreat He laid his thunder
by , The illustrious line , that in long order led , For lettered ease and calm
Philosophy , Of those that loved Him living , mourned Him dead ; Blest were his
hours ...
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Around him lay the sleeping as the dead , Two months pass away , and an Angel
, appearing in a When , by his lamp to that mysterious Guide , dream to
Columbus , thus addresses him : “ Return to On whose still counsels all his hopes
relied ...
Around him lay the sleeping as the dead , Two months pass away , and an Angel
, appearing in a When , by his lamp to that mysterious Guide , dream to
Columbus , thus addresses him : “ Return to On whose still counsels all his hopes
relied ...
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Oft in the silent night - watch doubt and fear ' Twas the mid hour , when He ,
whose accents Broke in uncertain murmurs on his ear . dread Oft the stern
Catalan , at noon of day , Still wandered thro ' the regions of the dead , Muttered
dark ...
Oft in the silent night - watch doubt and fear ' Twas the mid hour , when He ,
whose accents Broke in uncertain murmurs on his ear . dread Oft the stern
Catalan , at noon of day , Still wandered thro ' the regions of the dead , Muttered
dark ...
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At nightly feasts the Spirits of the Dead . Who now lets fall the flowers she culled
to wear Mingling in scenes that mirth to mortals give , When he , who promised ,
should at eve be there ; But by their sadness known from those that live .
At nightly feasts the Spirits of the Dead . Who now lets fall the flowers she culled
to wear Mingling in scenes that mirth to mortals give , When he , who promised ,
should at eve be there ; But by their sadness known from those that live .
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ancient bids bless blest born breathe bright called calm charm child claim close clouds Columbus comes dark dead deep delight dream earth face father fear feel fire flowers flows gaze give glows gone grove hand hear heart Heaven Hence hope hour inspire leaves light live look lost meet Memory mind moves Muse Nature never night o'er once Page passed play pleasure pure rest rise round sacred sail says scene secret shade shed shine shore sigh silent sits sleep smile song soon soul speaks spirit spring stood sweet swell tears thee thine things thou thought thro trace triumphs truth turn Twas virtue voice wake wandering watch wave weep wild wind wings wish young youth
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Page 4 - Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain. Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise ! * Each stamps its image as the other flies.
Page 9 - Lighter than air, Hope's summer-visions die, If but a fleeting cloud obscure the sky; If but a beam of sober Reason play, Lo, Fancy's fairy frost-work melts away ! But can the wiles of Art, the grasp of Power, Snatch the rich relics of a well-spent hour ? These, when the trembling spirit wings her flight, Pour round her path a stream of living light ; And gild those pure and perfect realms of rest, Where Virtue triumphs, and her sons are blest ! HUMAN LIFE.
Page 35 - CHILD of the sun ! pursue thy rapturous flight. Mingling with her thou lov'st in fields of light; And, where the flowers of paradise unfold, Quaff fragrant nectar from their cups of gold. There shall thy wings, rich as an evening sky Expand and shut with silent ecstasy ! Yet wert thou once a worm, a thing that crept On the bare earth, then wrought a tomb and slept And such is man ; soon from his cell of clay To burst a seraph in the blaze of day.
Page 19 - Thou shalt rise up before the hoary head, and honour the face of the old man, and fear thy God : I am the LORD.
Page 6 - SWEET MEMORY, wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail, To view the fairy haunts of long-lost hours, Blest with far greener shades, far fresher flowers. Ages and climes remote to Thee impart What charms in Genius and refines in Art ; Thee, in whose...
Page 34 - 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 3 - Long may the ruin spare its hallowed guest ! As jars the hinge, what sullen echoes call ! Oh haste, unfold the hospitable hall ! That hall, where once, in antiquated state, The chair of justice held the grave debate.
Page 19 - Her parents, the duke and duchess, with all the household, gentlemen and gentlewomen, were hunting in the park. I found her in her chamber, reading...
Page 6 - Hark! the bee winds her small but mellow horn,' Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course. And many a stream allures her to its source. Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense, the soar of thought, Now vainly asks the scenes she left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confin'd!
Page 20 - 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.
Bibliographic information
| Title | Poems |
| Author | Samuel Rogers |
| Publisher | E. Moxon, 1839 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 25 May 2007 |
| Length | 48 pages |
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