The Remains of Henry Kirke White ; of Nottingham, Late of St. John's College, CambridgeVernor, Hood, and Sharpe, 1807 - 320페이지 |
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... thrones . III . No hand , thy diapason o'er , Well skill'd , I throw with sweep sublime ; For me , no academic lore Has taught the solemn strain to pour , Or build the polish'd rhyme . IV . Yet thou to Sylvan themes canst scar ; Thou ...
... thrones . III . No hand , thy diapason o'er , Well skill'd , I throw with sweep sublime ; For me , no academic lore Has taught the solemn strain to pour , Or build the polish'd rhyme . IV . Yet thou to Sylvan themes canst scar ; Thou ...
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... throne , Adorns the accepted bard . VIII . And O ! if yet ' twere mine to dwell Where Cam , or Isis , winds along , Perchance , inspired with ardour chaste , I yet might call the ear of taste To listen to my song . IX . Oh ! then , my ...
... throne , Adorns the accepted bard . VIII . And O ! if yet ' twere mine to dwell Where Cam , or Isis , winds along , Perchance , inspired with ardour chaste , I yet might call the ear of taste To listen to my song . IX . Oh ! then , my ...
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... throne where waving poplars sigh ! Genius of woodland shades ! whose mild controul Steals with resistless witchery to the soul , Come with thy wonted ardour , and inspire My glowing bosom with thy hallowed fire . And thou too , fancy ...
... throne where waving poplars sigh ! Genius of woodland shades ! whose mild controul Steals with resistless witchery to the soul , Come with thy wonted ardour , and inspire My glowing bosom with thy hallowed fire . And thou too , fancy ...
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... throne , and meditates . The angelic hosts in their inferior Heaven , Hymn to their golden harps his praise sublime , Repeating loud , " The Lord our God is great , ” In varied harmonies . - The glorious sounds Roll o'er the air serene ...
... throne , and meditates . The angelic hosts in their inferior Heaven , Hymn to their golden harps his praise sublime , Repeating loud , " The Lord our God is great , ” In varied harmonies . - The glorious sounds Roll o'er the air serene ...
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... throne Of the startled night . - O ! then , as lone reclining , I listen'd sadly , to the dismal storm , Thou , on the lambent lightnings wild careering Didst strike my moody eye : ~ dead pale thou wert , Yet passing lovely . - Thou ...
... throne Of the startled night . - O ! then , as lone reclining , I listen'd sadly , to the dismal storm , Thou , on the lambent lightnings wild careering Didst strike my moody eye : ~ dead pale thou wert , Yet passing lovely . - Thou ...
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art thou Behold beneath breast breeze calm CAPEL LOFFT charms cheek CHRISTIAD CLIFTON GROVE clouds croud dark dear death deep delight dirge distant dost dread drear Eolian eternal faint fancy fear feel flame gale Genius gleam gloom Gondoline grave groves harp hath head hear heard heart Heaven holy honours hour joys lazy Kate life's light lonely loud lyre maid melancholy mighty mind moon mortal mournful muse never night o'er pain pale pangs peace pensive pleasure Poems poet Pythagoras Quatorzain rest rise River Trent round scene serene shade sigh sight silent sleep slumbers smile soft solemn solitary solitude song SONNET soothe sorrow soul sound spirit star of Bethlehem steal storm stream sublime sweet sweetly tale tear tell thee thine thought throne twas vale vault of death wakeful wandering wave weep wild winds wing wrapt youth
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128 페이지 - Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How...
124 페이지 - When, marshalled on the nightly plain, The glittering host bestud the sky, One Star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the star of Bethlehem.
195 페이지 - He bowed the heavens also, and came down : and darkness was under his feet. And he rode upon a cherub, and did fly : yea, he did fly upon the wings of the wind.
209 페이지 - Tis she ! — but why that bleeding bosom gor'd ' Why dimly gleams the visionary sword ? Oh ever beauteous, ever friendly ! tell, Is it in heaven a crime to love too well ? To bear too tender or too firm a heart, To act a Lover's or a Roman's part ? Is there no bright reversion in the sky For those...
198 페이지 - Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters, and maketh the clouds his chariot, and walketh upon the wings of the wind.
196 페이지 - THE Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens most high ; And underneath his feet he cast The darkness of the sky. 2 On cherub and on cherubim, Full royally he rode ; And on the wings of mighty winds Came flying all abroad.
125 페이지 - It was my guide, my light, my all ; It bade my dark forebodings cease ; And, through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. Now, safely moor'd, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever, and for evermore, The star, the star of Bethlehem ! THE HIDING-PLACE.
206 페이지 - Through Pope's soft song though all the Graces breathe, And happiest art adorn his Attic page; Yet does my mind with sweeter transport glow, As at the root of mossy trunk reclin'd, In magic Spenser's wildly-warbled song I see deserted Una wander wide Through wasteful solitudes, and lurid heaths...
203 페이지 - ... and without ornament. The most elegant critic of antiquity, Longinus, in his Treatise on the Sublime, adduces the following passage from the Book of Genesis, as possessing that quality in an eminent degree : " God said let there be light, and there was light : — Let the earth be, and earth Was.
59 페이지 - Thou broodest on the calm that cheers the lands, And thou dost bear within thine awful hands The rolling thunders and the lightnings fleet, Stern on thy dark-wrought car of cloud and wind, Thou guid'st the northern storm at night's dead noon, Or on the red wing of the fierce Monsoon, Disturb'st the sleeping giant of the Ind. In the drear silence of the polar span Dost thou repose ? or in the solitude Of sultry tracts, where the lone caravan Hears nightly howl the tiger's hungry brood ? Vain thought...