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... grove ! How oft , when purple evening tinged the west , We watched the emmet to her grainy nest ; Welcomed the wild - bee home on weary wing , Laden with sweets , the choicest of the spring ! How oft inscribed , with Friendship's votive ...
... grove ! How oft , when purple evening tinged the west , We watched the emmet to her grainy nest ; Welcomed the wild - bee home on weary wing , Laden with sweets , the choicest of the spring ! How oft inscribed , with Friendship's votive ...
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... grove the impatient mother flies , Each sunless glade , each secret pathway tries ; Till the thin leaves the truant boy disclose , Long on the wood - moss stretched in sweet repose . Nor yet to pleasing objects are confined The silent ...
... grove the impatient mother flies , Each sunless glade , each secret pathway tries ; Till the thin leaves the truant boy disclose , Long on the wood - moss stretched in sweet repose . Nor yet to pleasing objects are confined The silent ...
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... grove , MARIA'S urn still breathes the voice of love . As the stern grandeur of a Gothic tower Awes us less deeply in its morning - hour , Than when the shades of Time serenely fall On every broken arch and ivied wall ; The tender ...
... grove , MARIA'S urn still breathes the voice of love . As the stern grandeur of a Gothic tower Awes us less deeply in its morning - hour , Than when the shades of Time serenely fall On every broken arch and ivied wall ; The tender ...
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... grove has sung its parting lay ; When pensive Twilight , in her dusky car , Comes slowly on to meet the evening - star ; Above , below , aërial murmurs swell , From hanging wood , brown heath , and bushy dell ! A thousand nameless rills ...
... grove has sung its parting lay ; When pensive Twilight , in her dusky car , Comes slowly on to meet the evening - star ; Above , below , aërial murmurs swell , From hanging wood , brown heath , and bushy dell ! A thousand nameless rills ...
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... grove Its emerald arch with wild luxuriance wove . Light as the breeze that brushed the orient dew , From rock to rock the young Adventurer flew ; And day's last sunshine slept along the shore , When lo , a path the smile of welcome ...
... grove Its emerald arch with wild luxuriance wove . Light as the breeze that brushed the orient dew , From rock to rock the young Adventurer flew ; And day's last sunshine slept along the shore , When lo , a path the smile of welcome ...
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age to age ancient bids bless blest blush breathe bright called calm CANTO charm Cicero clouds Columbus controul courser dark dear delight dream Euripides father fear fled flowers fond gaze glory glows grove hail hand hear heart Heaven Hence Herodotus Herrera Hist holy hope and fear hour hung Icarius inspire light line 15 line 21 line 9 live look mighty Wind mind Muse night o'er once Pausanias Petrarch pleasure rapture resigned rise round rude sacred sail sate says scene secret seraph shade shed shine 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 young youth
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Page 14 - 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 27 - 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.
Page 113 - Though Somnus in Homer be sent to rouse up Agamemnon, I find no such effects in these drowsy approaches of sleep. To keep our eyes open longer were but to act our antipodes. The huntsmen are up in America, and they are already past their first sleep in Persia.
Page 99 - 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 104 - I wis all their sport in the park is but a shadow to that pleasure that I find in Plato. Alas, good folk, they never felt what true pleasure meant.
Page 204 - A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear; A willowy brook that turns a mill, With many a fall shall linger near. The swallow oft beneath my thatch Shall twitter from her clay-built nest; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest. Around my ivied porch shall spring Each fragrant flower that drinks the dew ; And Lucy at her wheel shall sing In russet gown and apron blue. The village church among the trees, Where first our marriage-vows were given, With merry peals shall swell...
Page 103 - 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 201 - 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 96 - When by a good man's grave I muse alone, Methinks an angel sits upon the stone ; Like those of old, on that thrice-hallowed night, Who sate and watched in raiment heavenly-bright ; And, with a voice inspiring joy not fear, Says, pointing upward, that he is not here...
Page 98 - I have seen all the works that are done under the sun ; and, behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit.