The poetical works of Rogers, Campbell, J. Montgomery, Lamb, and Kirke White. in 1 vol1830 |
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Strana 11
... tears he shed , While each soft scene of summer - beauty fled . ; So Scotia's Queen , ( 5 ) as slowly dawn'd the day ... tear to Pity's self denied . The intrepid Swiss , who guards a foreign shore , Condemn'd to climb his mountain ...
... tears he shed , While each soft scene of summer - beauty fled . ; So Scotia's Queen , ( 5 ) as slowly dawn'd the day ... tear to Pity's self denied . The intrepid Swiss , who guards a foreign shore , Condemn'd to climb his mountain ...
Strana 16
... tears no more ! And , as the softening hand of Time endears The joys and sorrows of our infant - years , So there ... tear . I came to the place of my birth and cried , " The friends of my youth , where are they ? " - And an echo ...
... tears no more ! And , as the softening hand of Time endears The joys and sorrows of our infant - years , So there ... tear . I came to the place of my birth and cried , " The friends of my youth , where are they ? " - And an echo ...
Strana 18
... tears , and grief alone : I greet her as the fiend , to whom belong The vulture's ravening beak , the raven's funeral song . Note 27 , page 6 , col . 2 . High on exulting wing the heath - cock rose . This bird is remarkable for his ...
... tears , and grief alone : I greet her as the fiend , to whom belong The vulture's ravening beak , the raven's funeral song . Note 27 , page 6 , col . 2 . High on exulting wing the heath - cock rose . This bird is remarkable for his ...
Strana 21
... tears , her blushes there . Then come those full confidings of the past ; All sunshine now where all was overcast ... tear kiss'd off as soon as shed , His house she enters there to be a light , Shining within , when all without is night ...
... tears , her blushes there . Then come those full confidings of the past ; All sunshine now where all was overcast ... tear kiss'd off as soon as shed , His house she enters there to be a light , Shining within , when all without is night ...
Strana 22
... tears and gentle words infusing The holy calm that leads to heavenly musing . -But hark , the din of arms ! no time for sorrow To horse , to horse ! A day of blood to - morrow ! One parting pang , and then - and then I fly , Fly to the ...
... tears and gentle words infusing The holy calm that leads to heavenly musing . -But hark , the din of arms ! no time for sorrow To horse , to horse ! A day of blood to - morrow ! One parting pang , and then - and then I fly , Fly to the ...
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Strana 149 - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone; By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand, And the Prince of all the land Led them on. Like leviathans afloat, Lay their bulwarks on the brine; While the sign of battle flew On the lofty British line : It was ten of April morn by the chime : As they drifted on their path, There was silence deep as death; And the boldest...
Strana 261 - And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth: Before him on the mountains Shall peace the herald go; And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow.
Strana 150 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow; When the fiery fight is heard no more, And the storm has ceased to blow. BATTLE OF THE BALTIC...
Strana 150 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulph'rous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry...
Strana 261 - For Him shall prayer unceasing And daily vows ascend, His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end: The mountain-dews shall nourish ' A seed in weakness sown, Whose fruit shall spread and flourish And shake like Lebanon.
Strana 339 - The pains of death are past; Labor and sorrow cease ; And, life's long warfare closed at last, His soul is found in peace. Soldier of Christ, well done ! Praise be thy new employ ; And, while eternal ages run, Rest in thy Saviour's joy.
Strana 116 - Come, bright Improvement ! on the car of Time, And rule the spacious world from clime to clime ; Thy handmaid arts shall every wild explore, Trace every wave, and culture every shore.
Strana 151 - I'll forgive your Highland chief, My daughter! — oh! my daughter!
Strana 150 - Sad is my fate! said the heart-broken stranger, The wild deer and wolf to a covert can flee; But I have no refuge from famine and danger, — A home and a country remain not to me. Never again, in the green sunny bowers, Where my forefathers lived , shall I spend the sweet hours, Or cover my harp with the wild-woven flowers, And strike to the numbers of Erin go bragh ! Erin, my country!
Strana 153 - As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem, As when the eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam. For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span, Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.