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... morn , and search again The famish'd haunts of solitary men , Whose race , unyielding as their native storm , Knows not a trace of Nature but the form ; Yet , at thy call , the hardy tar pursued , Pale but intrepid , sad but unsubdued ...
... morn , and search again The famish'd haunts of solitary men , Whose race , unyielding as their native storm , Knows not a trace of Nature but the form ; Yet , at thy call , the hardy tar pursued , Pale but intrepid , sad but unsubdued ...
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... morn , Peal'd her loud drum , and twang'd her trumpet horn ; Tumultuous horror brooded o'er her van , Presaging wrath to Poland - and to man ! ( h ) Warsaw's last champion from her height survey'd , Wide o'er the fields , a waste of ...
... morn , Peal'd her loud drum , and twang'd her trumpet horn ; Tumultuous horror brooded o'er her van , Presaging wrath to Poland - and to man ! ( h ) Warsaw's last champion from her height survey'd , Wide o'er the fields , a waste of ...
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... morning work by a shell or horn . Note ( 1. ) How long was Timour's iron sceptre sway'd ? To elucidate this passage , I shall subjoin a quotation from the Preface to letters from a Hindoo Rajah , a work of ele- gance and celebrity ...
... morning work by a shell or horn . Note ( 1. ) How long was Timour's iron sceptre sway'd ? To elucidate this passage , I shall subjoin a quotation from the Preface to letters from a Hindoo Rajah , a work of ele- gance and celebrity ...
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... doom'd to gaze on beauties that adorn The smile of triumph , or the frown of scorn ; While Memory watches o'er the sad review Of joys that faded like the morning dew ! Peace may depart — and life and nature seem A 42 CAMPBELL'S.
... doom'd to gaze on beauties that adorn The smile of triumph , or the frown of scorn ; While Memory watches o'er the sad review Of joys that faded like the morning dew ! Peace may depart — and life and nature seem A 42 CAMPBELL'S.
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... morn appears , Like pensive Beauty smiling in her tears , To watch the bright'ning roses of the sky , And muse on Nature with a poet's eye ! And when the sun's last splendour lights the deep , The woods , and waves , and murmuring winds ...
... morn appears , Like pensive Beauty smiling in her tears , To watch the bright'ning roses of the sky , And muse on Nature with a poet's eye ! And when the sun's last splendour lights the deep , The woods , and waves , and murmuring winds ...
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adamantine amid awful beauty behold bends blest blooming bosom breast breath breeze bright bright eye brow charm clime clouds deep delight dews divine dread dwell earth enchantment eternal fair Fancy Fancy's fate fire fond frame gaze Genesa Genius gloom glows hail hand harmonious hath heart Heaven honours hour hues immortal light living Loxian lyre MARK AKENSIDE mind mingling mortal murmuring Muse native Nature Nature's night o'er passion pensive Plato PLEASURES OF MEMORY pomp praise radiant rapture rill rosy round sacred SAMUEL ROGERS scene seraph shade shore sigh sire smile smiling band song soothe sorrow soul spectre spirit spring stamp'd storm stream sublime sweet tears thee things THOMAS CAMPBELL thou thought throne thunder toil trembling triumph Truth vale VESPASIAN VIRGIL's tomb Virtue wakes wave weep whence wild winds wing Wisdom woes wonder wretch youth
Popular passages
Page 172 - For him, the Spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds: for him, the hand Of Autumn 'tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn.
Page 3 - AT summer eve, when Heaven's ethereal bow Spans with bright arch the glittering hills below, Why to yon mountain turns the musing eye, Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky ? Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear More sweet than all the landscape smiling near ?'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
Page 13 - I watch the wheels of Nature's mazy plan, And learn the future by the past of man. Come, bright Improvement ! on the car of Time, And rule the spacious world from clime to clime; L Thy handmaid arts shall every wild explore, Trace every wave, and culture every shore.
Page 15 - KOSCIUSKO fell! The sun went down, nor ceased the carnage there. Tumultuous Murder shook the midnight air — On Prague's proud arch the fires of ruin glow, His blood-dyed waters murmuring far below; The storm prevails, the rampart yields a way, Bursts the wild cry of horror and dismay!
Page 170 - Reveals the charms of Nature. Ask the swain Who journeys homeward from a summer day's Long labour, why, forgetful of his toils And due repose, he loiters to behold The sunshine gleaming as through amber clouds. O'er all the western sky ; full soon, I ween, His rude expression and untutor'd airs, Beyond the power of language, will unfold The form of beauty smiling at his heart, How lovely!
Page 10 - No lingering hour of sorrow shall be thine; No sigh that rends thy father's heart and mine ; Bright as his manly sire the son shall be In form and soul; but, ah ! more blest than he ! Thy fame, thy worth, thy filial love at last, Shall soothe his aching heart for all the past— "With many a smile my solitude repay, And chase the world's ungenerous scorn away.
Page 7 - Know not a trace of Nature but the form; Yet, at thy call, the hardy tar pursued, Pale, but intrepid, sad, but unsubdued...
Page 48 - Eternal HOPE ! when yonder spheres sublime Peal'd their first notes to sound the march of Time, Thy joyous youth began — but not to fade. — When all the sister planets have...
Page 59 - 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 76 - 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.