The Poetical Works of Thomas CampbellLeavitt, Trow & Company, 1849 - Počet stran: 343 |
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... breathing on the shell , And solemn sounds that awe the listening mind , Roll on the azure paths of every wind . " Foes of mankind ! ( her guardian spirits say , ) Revolving ages bring the bitter day , When Heaven's unerring arm shall ...
... breathing on the shell , And solemn sounds that awe the listening mind , Roll on the azure paths of every wind . " Foes of mankind ! ( her guardian spirits say , ) Revolving ages bring the bitter day , When Heaven's unerring arm shall ...
Strana 32
... breath , and smiled below Its flush of love , with consentaneous glow . A Gothic church was near ; the spot around Was beautiful , ev'n though sepulchral ground ; For there nor yew nor cypress spread their gloom , But roses blossom'd by ...
... breath , and smiled below Its flush of love , with consentaneous glow . A Gothic church was near ; the spot around Was beautiful , ev'n though sepulchral ground ; For there nor yew nor cypress spread their gloom , But roses blossom'd by ...
Strana 35
... breath , — A curtain - drop between the acts of death , — A check in frantic war's unfinish'd game , Yet dearly bought , and direly welcome , came . camp broke up , and UDOLPH left his chief As with a son's or younger brother's grief ...
... breath , — A curtain - drop between the acts of death , — A check in frantic war's unfinish'd game , Yet dearly bought , and direly welcome , came . camp broke up , and UDOLPH left his chief As with a son's or younger brother's grief ...
Strana 37
... - parlour , fann'd By yon blue water's breath , -their walks how bland ! Fair JULIA seem'd her brother's soften'd sprite- A gem reflecting Nature's purest light , — And with her graceful wit there was inwrought A wildly THEODRIC . 37.
... - parlour , fann'd By yon blue water's breath , -their walks how bland ! Fair JULIA seem'd her brother's soften'd sprite- A gem reflecting Nature's purest light , — And with her graceful wit there was inwrought A wildly THEODRIC . 37.
Strana 40
... breath The sweet eternal vows that bound their faith . To paint that being to a grovelling mind Were like portraying pictures to the blind . ' Twas needful ev'n infectiously to feel Her temper's fond and firm and gladsome zeal , To ...
... breath The sweet eternal vows that bound their faith . To paint that being to a grovelling mind Were like portraying pictures to the blind . ' Twas needful ev'n infectiously to feel Her temper's fond and firm and gladsome zeal , To ...
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adieu amidst ANTISTROPHE arms battle beauty Beauty's beneath bleeding blood bosom bower brave breast breath bright Britons brow burst burst of Joy charm child clime cried Culdee dark dead dear death deep doom'd dream dust earth EDWARD MOXON England Erin go bragh ev'n fair fame fate fire flower Freedom's Gertrude grief hallow'd hand hath heart Heaven HOPE hour Hyænas Indian infanticide Innisfail isles kindred land life's light living Lochiel lonely look'd Love's Loxian lyre mind morn mountain Muse Nature's ne'er night o'er pale peace Poland pride proud psaltery rapture rocks sacred scene scorn Scotland seem'd shade shore sigh sight SIR FRANCIS BURDETT sire smile song soul spirit stamp'd star storm sweet sword tears thee THEODRIC thine thou thought tomb trembling Twas wampum waves weep wild winds wing woods youth
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Strana 68 - By the festal cities' blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore...
Strana 80 - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.
Strana 65 - Lochiel, Lochiel, beware of the day ! For, dark and despairing, my sight I may seal, But man cannot cover what God would reveal ! "Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before.
Strana 74 - I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." — The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her, — When, oh ! too strong for human hand, The tempest gather'd o'er her.
Strana 67 - Again! again! again! And the havoc did not slack, Till a feeble cheer the Dane To our cheering sent us back;— Their shots along the deep slowly boom:— Then ceased— and all is wail, As they strike the shatter'd sail; Or in conflagration pale, Light the gloom.
Strana 74 - I'm the chief of Ulva's isle, And this, Lord Ullin's daughter. 'And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. 'His horsemen hard behind us ride — Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my bonny bride When they have slain her lover?
Strana 75 - I'll forgive your Highland chief. My daughter ! Oh ! my daughter...
Strana 66 - It was ten of April morn by the chime, As they drifted on their path, There was silence deep as death ; And the boldest held his breath, For a time. But the might of England flush'd To anticipate the scene ; And her van the fleeter rush'd O'er the deadly space between.
Strana 81 - And yet, fair bow, no fabling dreams, But words of the Most High, Have told why first thy robe of beams Was woven in the sky.
Strana 79 - The Soldier's Dream. OUR bugles sang truce ; for the night-cloud had lowered, And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered — The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die.