Epistles, Odes, and Other PoemsJames Carpenter, 1806 - 341 páginas |
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... Hath hung its shade on Pico's height , t Where dimly , mid the dusk , he towers , And , scowling at this heav'n of light , Alluding to these animated lines in the 44th Carmen of this Poet : Jam mens prætrepidans avet vagari , Jam læti ...
... Hath hung its shade on Pico's height , t Where dimly , mid the dusk , he towers , And , scowling at this heav'n of light , Alluding to these animated lines in the 44th Carmen of this Poet : Jam mens prætrepidans avet vagari , Jam læti ...
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... hath dwelt so long , Let me , in that aspiring day , Cast every lingering stain away , And , panting for thy purer air , Fly up at once and fix me there ! EPISTLE II . ΤΟ MISS M **** E . From Norfolk , in Virginia , November , 1803 . IN ...
... hath dwelt so long , Let me , in that aspiring day , Cast every lingering stain away , And , panting for thy purer air , Fly up at once and fix me there ! EPISTLE II . ΤΟ MISS M **** E . From Norfolk , in Virginia , November , 1803 . IN ...
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... hath into chaos hurl'd The systems of the ancient world ! The warrior here , in arms no more , Thinks of the toil , the conflict o'er , And glorying in the rights they won For hearth and altar , sire and son , Smiles on the dusky webs ...
... hath into chaos hurl'd The systems of the ancient world ! The warrior here , in arms no more , Thinks of the toil , the conflict o'er , And glorying in the rights they won For hearth and altar , sire and son , Smiles on the dusky webs ...
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... Hath painted to my sanguine eye Of man's new world of liberty ! Oh ! ask me not if Truth will seal The reveries of Faney's zeal , If yet my charmed eyes behold These features of an age of gold- No - yet , alas ! no gleaming trace ...
... Hath painted to my sanguine eye Of man's new world of liberty ! Oh ! ask me not if Truth will seal The reveries of Faney's zeal , If yet my charmed eyes behold These features of an age of gold- No - yet , alas ! no gleaming trace ...
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... Hath in the waters slept ! Mortal ! I fly , With the bright treasure to my choral sky , Where she , who wak'd its early swell , The syren , with a foot of fire , Walks o'er the great string of my Orphic Lyre , t Or guides around the ...
... Hath in the waters slept ! Mortal ! I fly , With the bright treasure to my choral sky , Where she , who wak'd its early swell , The syren , with a foot of fire , Walks o'er the great string of my Orphic Lyre , t Or guides around the ...
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