Epistles, Odes, and Other Poems, Volume 2J. Carpenter, 1807 |
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... WARNING . 92 Το " " Tis time , I feel , to leave thee now , " 94 From the HIGH - PRIEST of Apollo to a VIRGIN of DELPHI WOMAN BALLAD STANZAS 96 106 107 To " Come , take the harp - " ... 109 CONTENTS . " The world had just begun A VISION.
... WARNING . 92 Το " " Tis time , I feel , to leave thee now , " 94 From the HIGH - PRIEST of Apollo to a VIRGIN of DELPHI WOMAN BALLAD STANZAS 96 106 107 To " Come , take the harp - " ... 109 CONTENTS . " The world had just begun A VISION.
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... imitate the form it loves ; She feels the value of thy art , And owns it with a purer zeal , A rapture , nearer to her heart , Than critic taste can ever feel ! THE PHILOSOPHER ARISTIPPUS * ΤΟ A LAMP WHICH WAS GIVEN 11.
... imitate the form it loves ; She feels the value of thy art , And owns it with a purer zeal , A rapture , nearer to her heart , Than critic taste can ever feel ! THE PHILOSOPHER ARISTIPPUS * ΤΟ A LAMP WHICH WAS GIVEN 11.
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... feel , that thought to share ! little more learning , might have flourished as a philosopher in those days , and would have required but the polish of the schools to become the rival of Aristippus in morality . In the science of nature ...
... feel , that thought to share ! little more learning , might have flourished as a philosopher in those days , and would have required but the polish of the schools to become the rival of Aristippus in morality . In the science of nature ...
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... feel My sighs of fire in murmurs steal , And I shall lift the locks , that flow Unbraided o'er her lids of snow , And softly kiss those sealed eyes , And wake her into sweet surprise ! which he has set forth in his Essai de Philosophe ...
... feel My sighs of fire in murmurs steal , And I shall lift the locks , that flow Unbraided o'er her lids of snow , And softly kiss those sealed eyes , And wake her into sweet surprise ! which he has set forth in his Essai de Philosophe ...
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... feel The breathings of a deity ! Guide of my heart ! to memory true , Thy looks , thy words , are still my own- I see thee raising from the dew , Some laurel , by the wind o'erthrown , And hear thee say , " This humble bough " Was ...
... feel The breathings of a deity ! Guide of my heart ! to memory true , Thy looks , thy words , are still my own- I see thee raising from the dew , Some laurel , by the wind o'erthrown , And hear thee say , " This humble bough " Was ...
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ancient Aristippus Aristotle banks bard beam beauty behold beneath blest bliss bloom blushes breast breath breeze bright brow charm Cicero Cleombrotus Cyrene dear deity Dithyrambic divine dream Encyclopédistes Epicurean Epicurus Euripides eyes fair fancy feel fire flame flowers glow Grammont Gratian harp hath heart heaven Heraclitus hour hung isle kiss lake Lamp learned light lip's look lore lov'd lyre magic maid Mamurra memory Metempsychosis morning never night nymphs o'er once Ovid Pausanias philosophers Pindar Plato pleasure Plutarch poem Psyche pure Pythagoras quæ rest rosy roves sacred says seal sect shade shed shine sigh sigh'd sing sleep smile soft song soul spirit steal Stoics sublime sung sweet tear tell thee thine thou thought tide tium truth Tunbridge Twas virgin wandering wave weep wind wings woman Xenophanes δε τε ΤΟ
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Página 135 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn. "Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, 'The rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Página 141 - In one vast volume down Niagara's steep, Or calm behold them, in transparent sleep, Where the blue hills of old Toronto shed Their evening shadows o'er Ontario's bed...
Página 107 - How blest could I live, and how calm could I die ! By the shade of yon sumach, whose red berry dips In the gush of the fountain, how sweet to recline, And to know that I sigh'd upon innocent lips, Which had never been sigh'd on by any but mine !
Página 107 - I KNEW, by the smoke that so gracefully curled Above the green elms, that a cottage was near, And I said, "If there's peace to be found in the world, A heart that was humble might hope for it here...
Página 27 - The weary statesman for repose hath fled From halls of council to his negro's shed, Where blest he woos some black Aspasia's grace. And dreams of freedom in his slave's embrace...
Página 29 - Excepting the streets and avenues and a small part of the ground adjoining the public buildings, the whole place is covered with trees. To be under the necessity of going through a deep wood for one or two miles, perhaps, in order to see a next-door neighbor, and in the same city, is a curious and, I believe, a novel circumstance.
Página 135 - There is not a breath the blue wave to curl, But, when the wind blows off the shore, Oh, sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast, The rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Página 77 - TELL me the witching tale again, For never has my heart or ear Hung on so sweet, so pure a strain, So pure to feel, so sweet to hear ! Say, Love ! in all thy spring of fame, When the high heaven itself was thine ; When piety...
Página 153 - Yon shadowy bark hath been to that wreck. And the dim blue fire, that lights her deck, Doth play on as pale and livid a crew As ever yet drank the churchyard dew. To Deadman's Isle, in the eye of the blast, To...
Página 1 - I DO confess, in many a sigh, My lips have breath'd you many a lie, And who with such delights in view, Would lose them, for a lie or two ? Nay— look not thus, with brow reproving ; Lies are, my dear, the soul...