The Poetical Works of Thomas CampbellLeavitt, Trow & Company, 1849 - Počet stran: 343 |
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... the shatter'd bark delay ! Thy heart is sad , thy home is far away . But HOPE can here her moonlight vigils keep , And sing to charm the spirit of the deep : Swift as yon streamer lights the starry pole , Her B 2 PLEASURES OF HOPE . 3.
... the shatter'd bark delay ! Thy heart is sad , thy home is far away . But HOPE can here her moonlight vigils keep , And sing to charm the spirit of the deep : Swift as yon streamer lights the starry pole , Her B 2 PLEASURES OF HOPE . 3.
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... deep , ' Twas his to mourn Misfortune's rudest shock , Scourged by the winds , and cradled on the rock , To wake each joyless morn and search again The famish'd haunts of solitary men ; Whose race , unyielding as their native storm ...
... deep , ' Twas his to mourn Misfortune's rudest shock , Scourged by the winds , and cradled on the rock , To wake each joyless morn and search again The famish'd haunts of solitary men ; Whose race , unyielding as their native storm ...
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... deep woods , and hailing from afar The moon's pale planet and the northern star , Paused at each dreary cry unheard before , Hyænas in the wild , and mermaids on the shore ; Till , led by thee o'er many a cliff sublime , He found a ...
... deep woods , and hailing from afar The moon's pale planet and the northern star , Paused at each dreary cry unheard before , Hyænas in the wild , and mermaids on the shore ; Till , led by thee o'er many a cliff sublime , He found a ...
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... Deep from his vaults the Loxian murmurs flow , And Pythia's awful organ peals below . " Beloved of Heaven ! the smiling Muse shall shed Her moonlight halo on thy beauteous head ; Shall swell thy heart to rapture unconfined , And breathe ...
... Deep from his vaults the Loxian murmurs flow , And Pythia's awful organ peals below . " Beloved of Heaven ! the smiling Muse shall shed Her moonlight halo on thy beauteous head ; Shall swell thy heart to rapture unconfined , And breathe ...
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... deep sigh to winds that murmur low , And think on all my love , and all my woe ? " So speaks affection , ere the infant eye Can look regard , or brighten in reply ; But when the cherub lip hath learnt to claim A mother's ear by that ...
... deep sigh to winds that murmur low , And think on all my love , and all my woe ? " So speaks affection , ere the infant eye Can look regard , or brighten in reply ; But when the cherub lip hath learnt to claim A mother's ear by that ...
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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.