Poems

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Printed (for private distribution only) at the author's private Press, Saville House, Lambeth, 1829 - English poetry - 176 pages

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Page 21 - Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris. Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.
Page 21 - I do not love thee, Doctor Fell, The reason why I cannot tell ; But this I know, and know full well, I do not love thee, Doctor Fell.
Page 90 - Le premier jour du mois de Mai Fut le plus heureux de ma vie. Le beau dessein que je formai Le premier jour du mois de Mai ! Je vous vis et je vous aimai — Si ce dessein vous plut, Sylvie, Le premier jour du mois de Mai Fut le plus heureux de ma vie.
Page 60 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up: it stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God?
Page 101 - ... nous allâmes dans le verger achever notre dessert avec des cerises. Je montai sur l'arbre, et je leur en jetais des bouquets dont elles me rendaient les noyaux à travers les branches.
Page 76 - Quiconque est riche est tout : sans sagesse il est sage ; II a , sans rien savoir , la science en partage ; II a l'esprit , le cœur , le mérite , le rang , La vertu , la valeur, la dignité , le sang ; II est aimé des grands , il est chéri des belles : Jamais surintendant ne trouva de cruelles.
Page 36 - There are few things not purely evil, of which we can say, without some emotion of uneasiness, this is the last. Those who never could agree together, shed tears when mutual discontent has determined them to final separation ; of a place which has been frequently visited, though without pleasure, the last look is taken with heaviness of heart...
Page 65 - ... their change ; While Eloquence, Wit, Poesy, and Mirth, That humbler Harmonist of care on Earth, Survive within our souls — while lives our sense Of pride in Merit's proud pre-eminence, Long shall we seek his likeness, long in vain, And turn to all of him which may remain. Sighing that Nature form'd but one such man, And broke the die — in moulding Sheridan ! CHURCHILL'S GRAVE.
Page 120 - After the first access of despair, she sunk into the deepest melancholy, and much time elapsed ere she could sit down to her instrument. At last she did so, gave some touches, and, hark! the harp tuned alike, resounded in echo! The good girl was at first seized with a secret shuddering, but soon felt a kind of soft melancholy. She thought herself firmly persuaded that the spirit of her lover was softly sweeping the strings of the instrument.
Page 18 - Full fathom five thy father lies, Of his bones are coral made : Those are pearls that were his eyes, Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea change, Into something rich and strange.

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