Miscellaneous PoemsArthur Hall, Virtue, 1862 - 248 páginas |
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awhile beautiful BIRCHCLIFFE Blackpool blessing blest bliss blood bread breast breath Britain Broken Hearted charms cheer cloud Corn Law crack'd dark dead dear death decay deeds despair dwell dying smile earth echo eternal evermore eyes fading fame farewell father fears feel flower friends gently GEORGE DEAN gloom glory gone grace grave grief groan happy hast hear heaven HEBDEN BRIDGE HEPTONSTALL HOLLINGRAKE hope JAMES MOSS John Bull John Farrar KEIGHLEY life's live alway look Lord mercy MONODY MORPETH mortal Mother mournful neighbour never o'er oppress'd pain pass'd passing peace pity pleasure poor old Mary praise pray prayer pride rest rich round Sabbath Saviour scene seek sigh skies SONNET soon sorrow soul spirit STANZAS storm strife sweet Sweet land tale-bearer tear tell thee thine thought TODMORDEN toil tomb wave weep where'er woods are turning
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Página 173 - All doom'd to decay." Flow on in thy course, rapid stream of the valley, Since the pleasures of life we so quickly resign, My heart shall rejoice in the wild scenes of nature And friendship's delights, while they yet may be mine. Must all the sweet charms of mortality perish, And friendship's endearments — ah ! will they not stay? The simple enchantments of soft blooming nature, And the pleasures of mind — must they too fade away?
Página 173 - ECHO." I STOOD on the banks of a swift flowing river, While I mark'd its clear current roll speedily past, It seem'd to my fancy for ever repeating, That the dearest enjoyments of life would not last! "Oh ! tell me," I said, " rapid stream of the valley, That bear'st in thy course the blue waters away, Can the joys of life's morning awake but to vanish ? Can the feelings of love be all doomed to decay...
Página 88 - Panting and wild, like children of the storm ! — Now sipping flowers, now making blossoms shake, Or weaving ripples on the grass-green lake ; And thus the Tempest dies — and bright, and still, The rainbow drops upon the distant hill...
Página 174 - Then where," I exclaimed " is there hope for the mourner, A balm for his sorrow, a smile for his grief? If beautiful scenes like the present shall vanish, Where, where shall we seek for a certain relief?"
Página 88 - Earth seems to wake up fresh and clear ! Like Hope just risen from the gloom of fear, — And the bright dew-bead on the bramble lies, Like liquid rapture upon beauty's eyes, — How heavenly 'tis to take the pensive range, And mark 'tween storm and calm the lovely change ! IJ.
Página 151 - mid the bitter blasts, And decks a wintry scene. A cheek, an eye, a well-turned foot, May give the first its birth; The floweret has but little root, And asks but little earth ! No scanty soil true love must find, Its vigour to control ; It roots itself upon the mind, And strikes into the soul.
Página 88 - While drench'd earth seems to wake up fresh and clear, Like Hope just risen from the gloom of fear, And the bright dew-bead on the bramble lies, Like liquid rapture upon beauty's eyes ; How heavenly 'tis to take the pensive range, And mark 'tween storm and calm the lovely change...
Página 151 - LOVE. THERE is a love that lasts awhile, A one day's flower — no more ; Opes in the sunshine of a smile, And shuts when clouds come o'er. There is a love that ever lasts, A shrub that's always green ; It flowers amid the hitter blast, And checks a wintry scene.