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... glorious are its dower . O ye whose mouldering frames were brought and placed By pious hands within these flowery slopes And gentle hills , where are ye dwelling now ? - For man is more than element . The soul Lives in the body , as the ...
... glorious are its dower . O ye whose mouldering frames were brought and placed By pious hands within these flowery slopes And gentle hills , where are ye dwelling now ? - For man is more than element . The soul Lives in the body , as the ...
30 ÆäÀÌÁö
... glorious , or terrible , or hateful , are brought to life and light again - and the musing traveller at last awakens from his reveries , surprised to find himself alone perhaps the only tenant of a once populous street , and he flies ...
... glorious , or terrible , or hateful , are brought to life and light again - and the musing traveller at last awakens from his reveries , surprised to find himself alone perhaps the only tenant of a once populous street , and he flies ...
46 ÆäÀÌÁö
... should lie , And thick young herbs and groups of flowers Stand in their beauty by . # # I know , I know I should not see The season's glorious show , Nor would it brighten then for me Nor its wild 46 THE LOVED AND THE LOST .
... should lie , And thick young herbs and groups of flowers Stand in their beauty by . # # I know , I know I should not see The season's glorious show , Nor would it brighten then for me Nor its wild 46 THE LOVED AND THE LOST .
57 ÆäÀÌÁö
... glorious sweep of land - scape whose horizon has been expanding with every step of our ascent . We reach the top with little fatigue ( for all the paths slope gently ) and then in order to receive the best and fullest impression of the ...
... glorious sweep of land - scape whose horizon has been expanding with every step of our ascent . We reach the top with little fatigue ( for all the paths slope gently ) and then in order to receive the best and fullest impression of the ...
85 ÆäÀÌÁö
... glorious seat did fill . " CAPT . ROBERT TROUP , ob . at Rochester , 1768 . 66 Though Boreas ' blasts and Neptune's waves , Have cast me to and fro ; Yet in spite of all , by God's decree , I anchor here below , Where I do here at ...
... glorious seat did fill . " CAPT . ROBERT TROUP , ob . at Rochester , 1768 . 66 Though Boreas ' blasts and Neptune's waves , Have cast me to and fro ; Yet in spite of all , by God's decree , I anchor here below , Where I do here at ...
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102 ÆäÀÌÁö - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No...
83 ÆäÀÌÁö - THE BODY of BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, Printer, (like the cover of an old book, its contents torn out, and stript of its lettering and gilding) lies here food for worms ; yet the work itself shall not be lost, for it will (as he believed) appear once more in a new and more beautiful edition, corrected and amended by THE AUTHOR.
161 ÆäÀÌÁö - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end: Were this frail world our only rest. Living or dying, none were blest. 2 Beyond the flight of time, Beyond this vale of death, There surely is some blessed clime Where life is not a breath, Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward to expire.
118 ÆäÀÌÁö - ONCE, in the flight of ages past, There lived a man:— and WHO was HE ? — Mortal ! howe'er thy lot be cast, That Man resembled Thee. Unknown the region of his birth, The land in which he .died unknown : His name has...
102 ÆäÀÌÁö - No wither'd witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew; The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew ! The red-breast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gather'd flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
102 ÆäÀÌÁö - midst the chase, on every plain, The tender thought on thee shall dwell ; Each lonely scene shall thee restore ; For thee the tear be duly shed ; Belov'd till life can charm no more, And mourn'd till Pity's self be dead.
164 ÆäÀÌÁö - Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
177 ÆäÀÌÁö - This spirit shall return to Him Who gave its heavenly spark: Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark ! No! it shall live again, and shine In bliss unknown to beams of thine; By Him recalled to breath, Who captive led captivity, ' Who robbed the grave of victory, And took the sting from Death...
139 ÆäÀÌÁö - Light be the turf of thy tomb ! May its verdure like emeralds be : There should not be the shadow of gloom In aught that reminds us of thee. Young flowers and an evergreen tree May spring from the spot of thy rest : But nor cypress nor yew let us see ; For why should we mourn for the blest ? WHEN WE TWO PARTED.
164 ÆäÀÌÁö - Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke ; Care no more to clothe, and eat ; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.