The Poetical Works of Rogers, Campbell, J. Montgomery, Lamb, and Kirke WhiteCarey & Lea, 1830 - 488 pages |
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... breath , ere Nature sunk to rest , Thy meek submission to thy God express'd ; When thy last look , ere thought and feeling fled , A mingled gleam of hope and triumph shed ; What to thy soul its glad assurance gave , Its hope in death ...
... breath , ere Nature sunk to rest , Thy meek submission to thy God express'd ; When thy last look , ere thought and feeling fled , A mingled gleam of hope and triumph shed ; What to thy soul its glad assurance gave , Its hope in death ...
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... breath , and kiss for kiss impart ; Watch o'er his slumbers like the brooding dove , And , if she can , exhaust a mother's love ! But soon a nobler task demands her care . Apart she joins his little hands in prayer , Telling of Him who ...
... breath , and kiss for kiss impart ; Watch o'er his slumbers like the brooding dove , And , if she can , exhaust a mother's love ! But soon a nobler task demands her care . Apart she joins his little hands in prayer , Telling of Him who ...
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... breath , Stirring the air , may loosen and bring down A winter's snow - enough to overwhelm The horse and foot that , night and day , defiled Along this path to conquer at Marengo . Well I remember how I met them here , As the light ...
... breath , Stirring the air , may loosen and bring down A winter's snow - enough to overwhelm The horse and foot that , night and day , defiled Along this path to conquer at Marengo . Well I remember how I met them here , As the light ...
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... breath , a murmur ! Every sail Slept in the offing . Yet along the shore Great was the stir ; as at the noontide hour , None unemploy'd . Where from its native rock A streamlet , clear and full , ran to the sea , The maidens knelt and ...
... breath , a murmur ! Every sail Slept in the offing . Yet along the shore Great was the stir ; as at the noontide hour , None unemploy'd . Where from its native rock A streamlet , clear and full , ran to the sea , The maidens knelt and ...
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... breath of heav'n - the blessed air- And interchange of hearts unknown , unseen to share . ΙΙΙ . What though the sportive dog oft round them note , Or fawn , or wild bird bursting on the wing ; While thou shalt be my own , with all thy ...
... breath of heav'n - the blessed air- And interchange of hearts unknown , unseen to share . ΙΙΙ . What though the sportive dog oft round them note , Or fawn , or wild bird bursting on the wing ; While thou shalt be my own , with all thy ...
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age to age amidst arms art thou beauty behold beneath blest blood bosom breast breath CAPEL LOFFT Charles Lamb charm clouds dark dead death deep delight dream earth eternal father fear fire flame fled flowers gaze gloom glory Gondoline grace grave Greenland grief hand hath heard heart heaven Henry Kirke White hope hour Javan land light living lonely look'd Lord lyre mind moon morning mother mountains Muse Nature's never night Note numbers o'er once pale pass'd peace Petrarch PSALM rapture rest rise rock rose round scene seem'd shade shine shore sigh silent sing sleep slumbers smile song SONNET sorrow soul spirit star stood storm sublime sweet tears tempest thee Theodric thine thou thought tomb trembling turn'd vale Venice vex'd voice wandering waves weep wild wind wings woods youth
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Page 138 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it; I have killed many; I have fully glutted my vengeance. For my country, I rejoice at the beams of peace; but do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear.
Page 150 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave! Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry!
Page 261 - Kings shall fall down before Him, And gold and incense bring ; 'All nations shall adore Him, His praise all people sing ; For He shall have dominion O'er river, -sea, and shore, Far as the eagle's pinion Or dove's light wing can soar.
Page 149 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
Page 148 - I have marshalled my clan : Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock ! Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock...
Page 149 - Ye are brothers ! ye are men ! And we conquer but to save ; So peace instead of death let us bring; But yield, proud foe, thy fleet With the crews, at England's feet ; And make submission meet To our king.
Page 150 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below, As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Page 153 - O'er mountain, tower, and town, Or mirrored in the ocean vast A thousand fathoms down ! As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem As when the eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam : For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span, Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.
Page 150 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Page 104 - WISH MINE be a cot beside the hill ; 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.