The Bardiad: A Poem ; in Two CantosLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme and Brown, etc., etc., Originally published as an ode.-Pref., 1823 - 286 páginas |
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... flower and the hope of our country . And who can blame the productions , without censuring the men ? This metrical mode of conveying his sentiments has been adopted by the author , with the view , that they might be more generally read ...
... flower and the hope of our country . And who can blame the productions , without censuring the men ? This metrical mode of conveying his sentiments has been adopted by the author , with the view , that they might be more generally read ...
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... fed eagle cowers ; -— The velvet lawns , sweet birds , and balmy bowers , - The amaranth flowers the dewy grass among , — Sounding cascades — and crystal lakes — and song Of matin lark , and tuneful nightingale That hymns a THE BARDIAD .
... fed eagle cowers ; -— The velvet lawns , sweet birds , and balmy bowers , - The amaranth flowers the dewy grass among , — Sounding cascades — and crystal lakes — and song Of matin lark , and tuneful nightingale That hymns a THE BARDIAD .
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... flower of Hope's enchanted spring . With ardent flight , and philosophic scheme , The lofty AKENSIDE exalts his theme ; And potent COLLINS , at his swift control , Describes each passion as it warms the soul : Ah ! splendid Genius ...
... flower of Hope's enchanted spring . With ardent flight , and philosophic scheme , The lofty AKENSIDE exalts his theme ; And potent COLLINS , at his swift control , Describes each passion as it warms the soul : Ah ! splendid Genius ...
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... flower hangs its heavy head : it seems to say , I am covered with the drops of heaven ; the time of my departure is near , and the blast that shall scatter my leaves . " " Fingal , tall in his ship , stretched his bright lance before ...
... flower hangs its heavy head : it seems to say , I am covered with the drops of heaven ; the time of my departure is near , and the blast that shall scatter my leaves . " " Fingal , tall in his ship , stretched his bright lance before ...
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... flower ! who art wont to bloom On January's front severe , And o'er the wintry desert drear To waft thy waste perfume ! * The Rosemary buds in January . It is the flower commonly put in the coffins of the dead Come , thou shalt form my ...
... flower ! who art wont to bloom On January's front severe , And o'er the wintry desert drear To waft thy waste perfume ! * The Rosemary buds in January . It is the flower commonly put in the coffins of the dead Come , thou shalt form my ...
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Amorites awful Bard beam beauty blast blessings Book of Job breast breath bright bursting Castle of Indolence CHARLOTTE SMITH charm Chaucer clouds critical dark death deep divine dread earth enchanting epic poetry Ettrick fairy fancy Fingal fire flower gales genius glow grief hand harmony harp hath heart heaven Hebrew Henriade Heshbon hill Hope king Knight's Tale language light lone Lord lyre melody mind Minstrel Moab moon mountain Muse nature never night numbers o'er Ossian pale Palemon passion Poem poetical Poetry Poets praise pride rapture reader rise rock round sacred scene seraphic Sihon sing smile soft song sorrow soul sound Spenser spirit stars storm strain sublime sweet taste tear tell thee thine thou shalt thought trembling unto verse voice wandering wave wild wind wings wretch
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