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... of the Earth .... 562 What is Death .. 562 Sonnets Rest ... 543 543 543 Poets .... 544 Ben Jonson .. 544 Hope and Fear .. 544 After Sunset .. On Lamb's Specimens of Dramatic 562 562 562 563 FROM THE POEMA MORALE , OR MORAL ODE ( c.
... of the Earth .... 562 What is Death .. 562 Sonnets Rest ... 543 543 543 Poets .... 544 Ben Jonson .. 544 Hope and Fear .. 544 After Sunset .. On Lamb's Specimens of Dramatic 562 562 562 563 FROM THE POEMA MORALE , OR MORAL ODE ( c.
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... fear pent 17 when 22 also 23 what 24 may 19 shall 20 where 21 sowed 25 let no man hope 26 for- 29 each gets 27 in evil place 28 unless 31 dearer 32 kinsman 34 foolish son 37 man not 38 be 43 bethinks 44 33 39 may every 45 live 46 49 ...
... fear pent 17 when 22 also 23 what 24 may 19 shall 20 where 21 sowed 25 let no man hope 26 for- 29 each gets 27 in evil place 28 unless 31 dearer 32 kinsman 34 foolish son 37 man not 38 be 43 bethinks 44 33 39 may every 45 live 46 49 ...
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... fear 33 moment fused 38 4 did ❝ at once to 1 two Ne dorte 28 him noman teche . " Wel thu sitte and softe , Rymenhild the brigte , With thine Maidenes sixe That the sitteth nixte.20 Kinges stuard ure 30 3 sorrow 2 without oath ...
... fear 33 moment fused 38 4 did ❝ at once to 1 two Ne dorte 28 him noman teche . " Wel thu sitte and softe , Rymenhild the brigte , With thine Maidenes sixe That the sitteth nixte.20 Kinges stuard ure 30 3 sorrow 2 without oath ...
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... went 52 she 43 none must 51 bow 56 regard with them also 49 leopards 50 went 53 doubt , fear 4 terror 55 show , feel 1 Nother o leon ne o lepard , For thai UNKNOWN AUTHOR (c 1300) Cursor Mundi (The Flight into Egypt)
... went 52 she 43 none must 51 bow 56 regard with them also 49 leopards 50 went 53 doubt , fear 4 terror 55 show , feel 1 Nother o leon ne o lepard , For thai UNKNOWN AUTHOR (c 1300) Cursor Mundi (The Flight into Egypt)
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... fear 21 sighing 22 was 23 long and steadily 26 what 27 knight 28 catch such a color 29 grass 30 than 31 enamel gleaming 24 man 35 25 each many strange things 38 and magic mid amazed 1 voice 37 33 nearer 34 do therefore as illusion many ...
... fear 21 sighing 22 was 23 long and steadily 26 what 27 knight 28 catch such a color 29 grass 30 than 31 enamel gleaming 24 man 35 25 each many strange things 38 and magic mid amazed 1 voice 37 33 nearer 34 do therefore as illusion many ...
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Page 326 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power. Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart : Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea : Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou...
Page 364 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips - 'The foe! they come! they come!' And wild and high the 'Cameron's gathering
Page 367 - Thy waters washed them power while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play; Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow; Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Page 367 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more...
Page 451 - ... rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground; And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his...
Page 364 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, - alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope shall moulder cold and low.
Page 336 - And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing A mighty fountain momently was forced: Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail: And "mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river.
Page 326 - EARTH has not anything to show more fair : Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty : This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet...
Page 271 - Toll for the brave ! Brave Kempenfelt is gone ; His last sea-fight is fought, His work of glory done. It was not in the battle ; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak, She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
Page 329 - River where ford there was none: But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.