The Literary souvenir; or, Cabinet of poetry and romance, ed. by A.A. Watts. [on large paper].1835 |
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Strana 32
... voice of woe , and , like a lamp , ― We burn the oil of gladness in our hearts To light our face with smiles ; - when to our souls Each voice we love its melody imparts , And the soft breath of peace around us rolls Like odour on the ...
... voice of woe , and , like a lamp , ― We burn the oil of gladness in our hearts To light our face with smiles ; - when to our souls Each voice we love its melody imparts , And the soft breath of peace around us rolls Like odour on the ...
Strana 46
... ' sae free ; There ever ower my head shall sweep the storm - bird's snowy wing , An ' voices o ' the rushing winds my ceaseless dirge shall sing . GS , Newton , R.A.pin Printed by E train . 46 THE DESERted By Miss E L MONTAGU.
... ' sae free ; There ever ower my head shall sweep the storm - bird's snowy wing , An ' voices o ' the rushing winds my ceaseless dirge shall sing . GS , Newton , R.A.pin Printed by E train . 46 THE DESERted By Miss E L MONTAGU.
Strana 47
... voice sae sweet aboon my rest would wake me frae the dead ; An ' I would sleep a soun ' , soun ' sleep , an ' never dree the pain To hear anither wake the harp I ne'er may strike again . VI . Then never weep when I am gane , nor sigh to ...
... voice sae sweet aboon my rest would wake me frae the dead ; An ' I would sleep a soun ' , soun ' sleep , an ' never dree the pain To hear anither wake the harp I ne'er may strike again . VI . Then never weep when I am gane , nor sigh to ...
Strana 58
... voice , for ever gone , Still wakes on memory's chord its sweetest tone ! Ah , happy time ! that ever grief should rase From life the first fresh feelings of those days ! When each bright hour upon its swift wings brought The gush of ...
... voice , for ever gone , Still wakes on memory's chord its sweetest tone ! Ah , happy time ! that ever grief should rase From life the first fresh feelings of those days ! When each bright hour upon its swift wings brought The gush of ...
Strana 59
... voice could move , Greet the calm tone , as of a brother's love . When others ' warmth would this weak breast alarm , How sweet to turn to his protecting arm ! That arm for ever true , for ever near , The lonely covert to the wounded ...
... voice could move , Greet the calm tone , as of a brother's love . When others ' warmth would this weak breast alarm , How sweet to turn to his protecting arm ! That arm for ever true , for ever near , The lonely covert to the wounded ...
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Strana 21 - With its airy chambers, light and boon, That open to sun, and stars, and moon ; That open unto the bright blue sky, And the frolicsome winds as they wander by.
Strana 22 - Come up! come up! for the world is fair Where the merry leaves dance in the summer air," And the birds below give back the cry, "We come, we come to the branches high.
Strana 21 - And the young and the old they wander out, And traverse their green world round about ; And hark ! at the top of this leafy hall, How one to the other in love they call ! " Come up ! come up ! " they seem to say, " Where the topmost twigs in the breezes sway. " Come up ! come up ! for the world is fair Where the merry leaves dance in the summer air.
Strana 164 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Strana 22 - How pleasant the life of a bird must be, Skimming about on the breezy sea, Cresting the billows like silvery foam, Then wheeling away to its cliff-built home! What joy it must be to sail, upborne By a strong, free wing, through the rosy morn ! To meet the young sun face to face, And pierce like a shaft the boundless space; — v.
Strana 111 - Oh ! many are the Poets that are sown By Nature ; men endowed with highest gifts, The vision and the faculty divine ; .Yet wanting the accomplishment of verse...
Strana 96 - Both warbling of one song, both in one key; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted, But yet an union in partition...
Strana 23 - mong the flowering trees ; Lightly to soar, and to see beneath The wastes of the blossoming purple heath, And the yellow furze, like fields of gold, That...
Strana 62 - Still, where rosy pleasure leads, See a kindred grief pursue ; Behind the steps that misery treads, Approaching comfort view : The hues of bliss more brightly glow, Chastised by sabler tints of woe ; And blended, form with artful strife The strength and harmony of life.
Strana 23 - mong the flowering trees, Lightly to soar and to see beneath The wastes of the blossoming purple heath And the yellow furze like fields of gold That gladden some fairy...