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... deep recesses of the past , O'er dusky forms in chains of slumber cast ; With giant - grasp fling back the folds of night , And snatch the faithless fugitive to light . So thro ' the grove the impatient mother flies , Each sunless glade ...
... deep recesses of the past , O'er dusky forms in chains of slumber cast ; With giant - grasp fling back the folds of night , And snatch the faithless fugitive to light . So thro ' the grove the impatient mother flies , Each sunless glade ...
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... deep - toned music round . Long by the paddock's humble pale confined , His aged hunters coursed the viewless wind : And each , with glowing energy pourtrayed , The far - famed triumphs of the field displayed ; Usurped the canvas of the ...
... deep - toned music round . Long by the paddock's humble pale confined , His aged hunters coursed the viewless wind : And each , with glowing energy pourtrayed , The far - famed triumphs of the field displayed ; Usurped the canvas of the ...
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... deep shades irregularly threw ; Their shifting sail dropt gently from the cove , Down by St. Herbert's consecrated grove ; e Whence erst the chanted hymn , the tapered rite Amused the fisher's solitary night : And still the mitred ...
... deep shades irregularly threw ; Their shifting sail dropt gently from the cove , Down by St. Herbert's consecrated grove ; e Whence erst the chanted hymn , the tapered rite Amused the fisher's solitary night : And still the mitred ...
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... deep serene she hung , And her broad lights on every mountain flung ; 340 When lo ! a sudden blast the vessel blew , f And to the surge consigned the little crew . All , all escaped - but ere the lover bore His faint and faded JULIA to ...
... deep serene she hung , And her broad lights on every mountain flung ; 340 When lo ! a sudden blast the vessel blew , f And to the surge consigned the little crew . All , all escaped - but ere the lover bore His faint and faded JULIA to ...
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... deep sobs among the aged trees ; And at each pause her melting accents caught , In sweet delirium of romantic thought ! Dear was the grot that shunned the blaze of day ; She gave its spars to shoot a trembling ray . The spring , that ...
... deep sobs among the aged trees ; And at each pause her melting accents caught , In sweet delirium of romantic thought ! Dear was the grot that shunned the blaze of day ; She gave its spars to shoot a trembling ray . The spring , that ...
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age to age antient bids bless blest breast breathe bright Cacique calm CANTO charm clime Columbus controul Cortes courser dark dead deep delight desert shore dream echo Euripides father fear fled fond frown gaze glows grove hail hand heart heaven Hence Herrera hour human voice hung inspires Jacqueline light live Maximian melt MEMORY mighty Wind mind murmurs Muse night NOTE C. P. NOTE f NOTE g o'er once pensive pleasure rapture repose resigned rise rite round rude sacred sail says scene secret seraph shade shine shone shore sigh silent sleep smile song soon sooth sorrow soul sphere spirit spring steals sung sweet swell tears tempest thee thine thou thought thro trace trembling triumphs truth Twas vales VESPASIAN VIRGIL's tomb voice Voyage wake wave weep whence wild wind wing youth
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Page 31 - 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 159 - That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my loved lute's romantic sound ; Or crowns of living laurel weave, For those that win the race at eve. The shepherd's horn at break of day, The ballet danced in twilight glade, The canzonet and roundelay Sung in the silent green-wood shade ; These simple joys, that never fail, Shall bind me to my native vale.
Page 133 - Sweet drop of pure and pearly light! In thee the rays of Virtue shine ; More calmly clear, more mildly bright, Than any gem that gilds the mine.
Page 63 - Ann Countess Dowager of Pembroke, &c. for a memorial of her last parting, in this place, with her good and pious mother, Margaret, Countess Dowager of Cumberland, on the 2d of April, 1616; in memory whereof she hath left an annuity of 41.
Page 8 - Long may the ruin spare its hallowed guest ! As jars the hinge, what sullen echoes call ! Oh, haste, unfold the hospitable hall ! That hall, where once, in antiquated state, The chair of justice held the grave debate...
Page 124 - 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 52 - 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, its triumph o'er the grave? The sweet Remembrance of unblemished youth, The still inspiring voice of Innocence and Truth...
Page 21 - The intrepid Swiss, who guards a foreign shore, Condemned to climb his mountain-cliffs no more, If chance he hears the song so sweetly wild Which on those cliffs his infant hours beguiled, Melts at the long-lost scenes that round him rise, And sinks a martyr to repentant sighs.
Page 24 - Hark! the bee winds her small but mellow horn,' Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course. And many a stream allures her to its source. Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense, the soar of thought, Now vainly asks the scenes she left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confin'd!
Page 52 - Correct my views, and elevate my soul ; Grant me thy peace and purity of mind, Devout yet cheerful, active yet...