Epistles, Odes, and Other PoemsJames Carpenter, 1806 - 341 páginas |
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... blushing cheek it shades , Oh ! I should have full many a tale , To tell of young Azorian maids . * Dear STRANGFORD ! at this hour , perhaps , Some faithful lover ( not so blest As they , who in their ladies ' laps May cradle every wish ...
... blushing cheek it shades , Oh ! I should have full many a tale , To tell of young Azorian maids . * Dear STRANGFORD ! at this hour , perhaps , Some faithful lover ( not so blest As they , who in their ladies ' laps May cradle every wish ...
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... blush to hear ! Till , so commingled with its soul Was every blissful breathing grown , That other sighs , unanswer'd stole , Nor chang'd the sweet , the treasur❜d tone . 1 Unhappy nymph ! thy hallow'd name To every whispering 10.
... blush to hear ! Till , so commingled with its soul Was every blissful breathing grown , That other sighs , unanswer'd stole , Nor chang'd the sweet , the treasur❜d tone . 1 Unhappy nymph ! thy hallow'd name To every whispering 10.
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... blush to think , Like thee , again , the soul may sink ! Oh Virtue ! when thy clime I seek , Let not my spirit's flight be weak : Let me not , like this feeble thing , With brine still dropping from its wing , Just sparkle in the solar ...
... blush to think , Like thee , again , the soul may sink ! Oh Virtue ! when thy clime I seek , Let not my spirit's flight be weak : Let me not , like this feeble thing , With brine still dropping from its wing , Just sparkle in the solar ...
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... blushing in that canvass cot- Oh ! where was then the raving wind ? Amid her sighs I heard it not ! One night , I own , the storms it blew Our little ship so rudely tost , That slumber's web was torn in two , And fancy's sweet ...
... blushing in that canvass cot- Oh ! where was then the raving wind ? Amid her sighs I heard it not ! One night , I own , the storms it blew Our little ship so rudely tost , That slumber's web was torn in two , And fancy's sweet ...
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... blush repenting through it . Put off the fatal zone you wear : The lucid gems around it Are tears , that fell from Virtue there , The hour that Love unbound it . K M4 THE RESEMBLANCE . -vo cercand ' io Donna , quant'è 65 "Put off the ...
... blush repenting through it . Put off the fatal zone you wear : The lucid gems around it Are tears , that fell from Virtue there , The hour that Love unbound it . K M4 THE RESEMBLANCE . -vo cercand ' io Donna , quant'è 65 "Put off the ...
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Página 276 - 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.2 Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near, and the daylight's past!
Página 33 - They made her a grave, too cold and damp For a soul so warm and true; And she's gone to the Lake of the Dismal Swamp, Where, all night long, by a firefly lamp, She paddles her white canoe.
Página 13 - How like thy wing's impatient zeal Is the pure soul, that scorns to rest Upon the world's ignoble breast, But takes the plume that God has given, And rises into light and heaven ! But, when I see that wing, so bright, Grow languid with a moment's flight.
Página 257 - 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 191 - How shall we rank thee upon glory's page, Thou more than soldier, and just less than sage? All thou hast been reflects less fame on thee, Far less than all thou hast forborne to be!
Página 277 - 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 159 - Long has the love of gold, that meanest rage, And latest folly of man's sinking age, Which, rarely venturing in the van of life, While nobler passions wage their heated strife, Comes skulking last, with selfishness and fear, And dies, collecting lumber in the rear...
Página 290 - 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 church-yard dew ! To Deadman's Isle, in the eye of the blast, To Deadman's Isle she speeds her fast ; By skeleton shapes her...
Página 188 - 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 160 - Oh ! Freedom, Freedom, how I hate thy cant ! Not Eastern bombast, not the savage rant Of purpled madmen, were they number'd all From Roman Nero down to Russian Paul, Could grate upon my ear so mean, so base, As the rank jargon of that factious race, Who, poor of heart and prodigal of words, Form'd to be slaves, yet struggling to be lords, Strut forth, as patriots, from their negro-marts, And shout for rights, with rapine in their hearts.