Poems, 28권Mundell, Doig, & Stevenson, 1807 - 227페이지 |
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... awful sway , The earth , the air , the sea obey ; My glance pervades the realms of space ; Each hidden spring , this arm can trace ; O'er all the prostrate world my power extends , Alike on Zembla's ice , on Zaara's burning sands . A 2 ...
... awful sway , The earth , the air , the sea obey ; My glance pervades the realms of space ; Each hidden spring , this arm can trace ; O'er all the prostrate world my power extends , Alike on Zembla's ice , on Zaara's burning sands . A 2 ...
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... Inglorious , in untimely graves . Yon livid flame , that flings on high Its terrors thro ' the redd'ning sky , Glares on your van , in awful state , The herald of impending fate ; I speak - the suffocating blast descends In clouds of 6.
... Inglorious , in untimely graves . Yon livid flame , that flings on high Its terrors thro ' the redd'ning sky , Glares on your van , in awful state , The herald of impending fate ; I speak - the suffocating blast descends In clouds of 6.
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... sink , and die . Soft be your bed , and sweet your rest , Ye luckless tenants of the deep ! And , o'er each cold and shroudless breast , May spirits of the waters weep ! And still , when awful midnight reigns , My harp 7.
... sink , and die . Soft be your bed , and sweet your rest , Ye luckless tenants of the deep ! And , o'er each cold and shroudless breast , May spirits of the waters weep ! And still , when awful midnight reigns , My harp 7.
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Anne Bannerman. And still , when awful midnight reigns , My harp shall join in solemn strains My voice shall echo to the waves , That dash above your coral graves ; Blest be the gloom , that wraps each sacred head , And blest the ...
Anne Bannerman. And still , when awful midnight reigns , My harp shall join in solemn strains My voice shall echo to the waves , That dash above your coral graves ; Blest be the gloom , that wraps each sacred head , And blest the ...
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... awful sweep , Howls in each fitful swell - beware ! Firm on the rent and crashing mast , I lend new fury to the blast ; I mark each hardy cheek grow pale , And the proud sons of courage fail ; Till the torn vessel drinks the surging ...
... awful sweep , Howls in each fitful swell - beware ! Firm on the rent and crashing mast , I lend new fury to the blast ; I mark each hardy cheek grow pale , And the proud sons of courage fail ; Till the torn vessel drinks the surging ...
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Amid anguish Arthur awful behold the sun beneath billows blast blest bliss blood blow bosom breast breath burning Castellan Castile cave dark Dark Ladie dead death deep dread drear earth eternal ev'n eyes faint fate fearful flame gale gaz'd Genii Glastenbury gleam gloom glory glow grave hail hand of blood Hark hear heard heart Heaven holy hour hush'd isle King King Arthur Ladie Lapland light lonely long black veil Merlin's midnight Modred morn mourn Murcian murmur NEREID never night nought o'er ocean pale pass'd peace Penitence Pentecost PETRARCH rais'd rapture reach'd rest roar rocks scene Seam's shine shore sigh skies soft SONNETS soul sound spirit stood storm sublime sullen surge sweep swell tear tempest terrors thee thine thou thro tide tomb tower trembled turn'd Twas Urien veil voice wander watch'd waves Werter wild winds
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24 페이지 - Ajut went down to the beach ; where, finding a fishing-boat, she entered it without hesitation, and telling those who wondered at her rashness, that she was going in search of Anningait, rowed away with great swiftness, and was seen no more.
18 페이지 - But sacred to me is the roar of the wave, That mingles its tide with the blood of the brave ; Where the blasts of the trumpets for battle combine, And the heart was laid low that gave rapture to mine. Ye scenes of remembrance that sorrow beguil'd, Your uplands I leave for the desolate wild ; For nature is nought to the eye of despair But the image -of hopes that have vanish'd in air : Again ye fair blossoms of flower and of tree, Ye shall bloom to the morn, tho...
19 페이지 - The colours of heaven on the dwellings of woe! Too faithful recorders of times that are past, The Eden of Love that was ever to last ! Once more may soft accents your wild echoes fill, And the young and the happy be worshippers still. To me ye are lost! — but your summits of green Shall charm thro the distance of many a scene, In woe, and in wandering, and deserts, return Like the soul of the dead to the perishing urn ! Ye hills of my country ! farewell evermore As I cleave the dark waves of your...
219 페이지 - Thou hear'st some sounding tale of war's alarms ; When at the bugle's call, with fire and steel, The sturdy clans pour'd forth their brawny swarms, And hostile brothers met, to prove each other's arms.
225 페이지 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.
18 페이지 - The seats of my childhood, for ever adieu ! Yet not for a brighter your skies I resign, When my wandering footsteps revisit the Rhine : But sacred to me is the roar of the wave, That mingles its tide with the blood of the brave ; Where the blasts of the trumpets for battle combine, And the heart was laid low that gave rapture to mine.
223 페이지 - ... fields and meadows, and beating against the bushes; the whole valley was a stormy sea, tossed by furious winds. The moon then appeared again, and rested on a dark cloud; the splendor of her light increased the disorder of nature. The echoes redoubled and repeated the roarings of the wind and the waters. I drew near to the precipice; I wished and shuddered; I stretched out my arms, and leaned over, I sighed, and lost myself in the happy thought of burying all my sufferings, all my torments, in...