The Poetical Works of Rogers, Campbell, J. Montgomery, Lamb, and Kirke White: Complete in One VolumeA. and W. Galignani, 1829 - Počet stran: 497 |
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... morning - hour , Than when the shades of Time serenely fall On every broken arch and ivied wall ; The tender images we love to trace , Steal from each year a melancholy grace ! And as the sparks of social love expand , As the heart ...
... morning - hour , Than when the shades of Time serenely fall On every broken arch and ivied wall ; The tender images we love to trace , Steal from each year a melancholy grace ! And as the sparks of social love expand , As the heart ...
Strana 12
... , nipt as soon as blown ! Melting all hearts but Geraldine's alone ! And , with his beaver up , discovering there One who loved less to conquer than to spare , À morning - visit to the poor man's shed , 12 ROGERS'S POETICAL WORKS .
... , nipt as soon as blown ! Melting all hearts but Geraldine's alone ! And , with his beaver up , discovering there One who loved less to conquer than to spare , À morning - visit to the poor man's shed , 12 ROGERS'S POETICAL WORKS .
Strana 14
... morning ray Purpling the orient - till it breaks away , And burns and blazes into glorious day ! But happier still is he who bends to trace That sun , the soul , just dawning in the face ; The burst , the glow , the animating strife ...
... morning ray Purpling the orient - till it breaks away , And burns and blazes into glorious day ! But happier still is he who bends to trace That sun , the soul , just dawning in the face ; The burst , the glow , the animating strife ...
Strana 15
... Morning , and Evening , brings Its holy office ; and the sabbath - bell , That over wood and wild and mountain - dell Wanders so far , chasing all thoughts unholy With sounds most musical , most melancholy , Not on his ear is lost ...
... Morning , and Evening , brings Its holy office ; and the sabbath - bell , That over wood and wild and mountain - dell Wanders so far , chasing all thoughts unholy With sounds most musical , most melancholy , Not on his ear is lost ...
Strana 20
... morning fills the fields with rosy light ; Be thine to blend , nor thine a vulgar aim , Repose with dignity , with Quiet fame . Here no state - chambers in long line unfold , Bright with broad mirrors , rough with fretted gold ; Yet ...
... morning fills the fields with rosy light ; Be thine to blend , nor thine a vulgar aim , Repose with dignity , with Quiet fame . Here no state - chambers in long line unfold , Bright with broad mirrors , rough with fretted gold ; Yet ...
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Strana 96 - MINE be a cot beside the hill, A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear ; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall, shall linger near. The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch Shall twitter from her clay-built nest ; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest.
Strana 41 - The Sun's eye had a sickly glare, The Earth with age was wan The skeletons of nations were Around that lonely man ! Some had expired in fight — the brands Still rusted in their bony hands; In plague and famine some!
Strana 39 - I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of Heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer.
Strana 70 - GOD is my strong salvation, What foe have I to fear ? In darkness and temptation, My light, my help is near.
Strana 75 - 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 4 - 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 119 - The storm, that wrecks the winter sky, No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose.
Strana 93 - That very law* which moulds a tear, And bids it trickle from its source, That law preserves the earth a sphere, And guides the planets in their course.
Strana 40 - By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.
Strana 40 - 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.