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... Thee would the Muse invoke ! -to thee belong The sage's precept , and the poet's song . What softened views thy magic glass reveals , When o'er the landscape Time's meek twilight As when in ocean sinks the orb of day , [ steals ! Long ...
... Thee would the Muse invoke ! -to thee belong The sage's precept , and the poet's song . What softened views thy magic glass reveals , When o'er the landscape Time's meek twilight As when in ocean sinks the orb of day , [ steals ! Long ...
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... Thee to Fame consigned , Still speak and act , the models of mankind . From Thee gay Hope her airy colouring draws ; And Fancy's flights are subject to thy laws . From Thee that bosom - spring of rapture flows , Which only Virtue ...
... Thee to Fame consigned , Still speak and act , the models of mankind . From Thee gay Hope her airy colouring draws ; And Fancy's flights are subject to thy laws . From Thee that bosom - spring of rapture flows , Which only Virtue ...
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... thee , whose heart knew no disguise , Whose blameless wishes never aimed to rise , To meet the changes Time and Chance present , ` With modest dignity and calm content . When thy last breath , ere Nature sunk to rest , Thy meek ...
... thee , whose heart knew no disguise , Whose blameless wishes never aimed to rise , To meet the changes Time and Chance present , ` With modest dignity and calm content . When thy last breath , ere Nature sunk to rest , Thy meek ...
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... thee round . Who spurs his horse against the mountain - side ; Then , plunging , slakes his fury in the tide ? Draws , and cries ho ! and , where the sun - beams At his own shadow thrusts along the wall ? Who dances without music ; and ...
... thee round . Who spurs his horse against the mountain - side ; Then , plunging , slakes his fury in the tide ? Draws , and cries ho ! and , where the sun - beams At his own shadow thrusts along the wall ? Who dances without music ; and ...
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... thee ; And now I write - what thou shalt never see ! At length the Father , vain his power to save , Follows his child in silence to the grave , ( That child how cherished , whom he would not give , Sleeping the sleep of death , for all ...
... thee ; And now I write - what thou shalt never see ! At length the Father , vain his power to save , Follows his child in silence to the grave , ( That child how cherished , whom he would not give , Sleeping the sleep of death , for all ...
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age to age ancient bids bless blest breathe bright called calm CANTO charm Cicero clouds Columbus controul Cortes courser dark delight desert shore dream Euripides father fear fled flowers fond gaze gentle glory glows grove hail hand hear heart Heaven Hence Herodotus Herrera Hist holy hour human voice Icarius inspire light line 60 live look mind Muse night o'er once Pausanias Petrarch pleasure rapture resigned rise round rude sacred sail sate says scene secret seraph shade shadow shed shine shore sigh silent sire sleep smile song soon sorrow soul South America spirit spring steals stood sung sweet swell tears thee thine thou thought thro Tigranes trace trembling triumphs truth Twas vale VESPASIAN VIRGIL's tomb virtue voice Voyage wake wandering wave weep whence wild wind wings 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.