The Young Lady's Book of Elegant Poetry: Comprising Selections from the Works of British and American PoetsDesilver, Thomas, and Company, 1836 - 320 páginas |
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... bless thee ; for from them I learnt The way by which we reach the eternal mansions . But thou , injurious Javan ! coldly doubtest . And - Oh ! but I have said too much . Oh ! scorn not The immodest maid , whom thou hast vex'd to utter ...
... bless thee ; for from them I learnt The way by which we reach the eternal mansions . But thou , injurious Javan ! coldly doubtest . And - Oh ! but I have said too much . Oh ! scorn not The immodest maid , whom thou hast vex'd to utter ...
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... bless thee with a human heart : God shield thee to thy latest years ! I neither know thee nor thy peers ; And yet my eyes are fill'd with tears . With earnest feeling I shall pray For thee when I am far away . For never saw I mien , or ...
... bless thee with a human heart : God shield thee to thy latest years ! I neither know thee nor thy peers ; And yet my eyes are fill'd with tears . With earnest feeling I shall pray For thee when I am far away . For never saw I mien , or ...
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... blessed dream ? A human shape I feel thou art , I feel it at my beating heart , Those tremors both of soul and sense Awoke by infant innocence ! Though dear the forms by fancy wove , We love them with a transient love , Thoughts from ...
... blessed dream ? A human shape I feel thou art , I feel it at my beating heart , Those tremors both of soul and sense Awoke by infant innocence ! Though dear the forms by fancy wove , We love them with a transient love , Thoughts from ...
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... bless an infant's sleeping eye ? What brighter throne can brightness find To reign on than an infant's mind , Ere sin destroy , or error dim , The glory of the Seraphim ? PROFESSOR WILSON . NIGHT . NIGHT is the time for rest ; How 38 ...
... bless an infant's sleeping eye ? What brighter throne can brightness find To reign on than an infant's mind , Ere sin destroy , or error dim , The glory of the Seraphim ? PROFESSOR WILSON . NIGHT . NIGHT is the time for rest ; How 38 ...
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... undesign'd ! ) The orison repeated in his arms , For God to bless her sire and all mankind ; The book , the bosom on his knee reclin'd , Or how sweet fairy - lore he heard her con 4 BOOK OF POETRY . 49 Gertrude of Wyoming.
... undesign'd ! ) The orison repeated in his arms , For God to bless her sire and all mankind ; The book , the bosom on his knee reclin'd , Or how sweet fairy - lore he heard her con 4 BOOK OF POETRY . 49 Gertrude of Wyoming.
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ANNA SEWARD ANON art thou beams beauty beneath birds bless bloom blossoms blue Bluebottle bower breast breath breeze bright brow buds calm charm cheek child clouds dark dear death deep delight dream earth eternal fair father flowers friends gaze gentle gleams glory glow golden grace Granada grave green grief happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hope hour J. G. LOCKHART Lady Last eve light lips lonely lonely grove look look'd lovelier maid MARY HOWITT Moorish morn mother mountains murmuring Naiad Nature's ne'er neath night o'er pale Pale flowers pass'd peace rill rose round shade shed shine sigh silent sing sister skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring star summer sunny sweet tears thine things thou art thought throne tree Twas vale voice wave weep wild wind wing young youth
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Página 18 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
Página 97 - While Spring shall pour his showers, as oft he wont, And bathe thy breathing tresses, meekest Eve! While Summer loves to sport Beneath thy lingering light : While sallow Autumn fills thy lap with leaves, Or Winter, yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train, And rudely rends thy robes.
Página 97 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet, Prepare thy shadowy car.
Página 300 - Jura, whose capt heights appear Precipitously steep ; and drawing near, There breathes a living fragrance from the shore, Of flowers yet fresh with childhood; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more; LXXXVII.
Página 229 - THOU art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee; Where'er we turn, thy glories shine. And all things fair and bright are thine!
Página 101 - And harmless serpents lick the pilgrim's feet. The smiling infant in his hand shall take The crested basilisk and speckled snake, Pleased, the green lustre of the scales survey, And with their forky tongue shall innocently play.
Página 108 - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay, So thou, with sails how swift, hast reached the shore 'Where tempests never beat nor billows roar,' And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side.
Página 100 - Be smooth, ye rocks ; ye rapid floods, give way ! The Saviour comes, by ancient bards foretold ! Hear him, ye deaf, and all ye blind, behold ! He from thick films shall purge the visual ray, And on the sightless eye-ball pour the day. 'Tis He th' obstructed paths of sound shall clear, And bid new music charm th' unfolding ear: The dumb shall sing, the lame his crutch forego, And leap exulting like the bounding roe.
Página 96 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises, 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum...
Página 113 - They sin who tell us Love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...