The Annual Anthology, Band 1Robert Southey T.N. Longman and O. Rees., 1799 - 300 Seiten |
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... hear his knell ; And when the porter turn'd the key , He almost expected Death to see . But soon the Bishop recover'd his glee , For the Emperor welcomed him royally ; And now the tables were spread , and there Were choicest wines and ...
... hear his knell ; And when the porter turn'd the key , He almost expected Death to see . But soon the Bishop recover'd his glee , For the Emperor welcomed him royally ; And now the tables were spread , and there Were choicest wines and ...
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... hears , But only give delight . And if the mist retiring slow , Roll round its wavy white , He thinks the morning vapours hide Some beauty from his sight . But when behind the western clouds Departs the fading day , How wearily the ...
... hears , But only give delight . And if the mist retiring slow , Roll round its wavy white , He thinks the morning vapours hide Some beauty from his sight . But when behind the western clouds Departs the fading day , How wearily the ...
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... College : and if extensive learning , a sound judgment , a modest demeanor , and unblemished morals , have a claim to respectful remembrance , Wil- liam Taylor will not be soon forgotten by him . D IV . Hark ! I hear the death - bell 49.
... College : and if extensive learning , a sound judgment , a modest demeanor , and unblemished morals , have a claim to respectful remembrance , Wil- liam Taylor will not be soon forgotten by him . D IV . Hark ! I hear the death - bell 49.
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Robert Southey. IV . Hark ! I hear the death - bell sound ! There another spirit fled ! Still mine ears the tidings wound ; Philo slumbers with the dead . Well he knew the Critic's part ; Shakespeare's name to him was dear ; Kind and ...
Robert Southey. IV . Hark ! I hear the death - bell sound ! There another spirit fled ! Still mine ears the tidings wound ; Philo slumbers with the dead . Well he knew the Critic's part ; Shakespeare's name to him was dear ; Kind and ...
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... hear my prayer , St. Michael ! and spare My husband's life , quoth she , And to thine altar we will go , Six marks to give to thee . Richard Penlake repeated the vow , For woundily sick was he- Save me St. Michael and we will go Six ...
... hear my prayer , St. Michael ! and spare My husband's life , quoth she , And to thine altar we will go , Six marks to give to thee . Richard Penlake repeated the vow , For woundily sick was he- Save me St. Michael and we will go Six ...
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AMELIA OPIE azure bade beauty Beelzebub behold BENEDICT Bishop Bruno blest bloody Judge bosom breast breath bright brow Canst Changeling CHARLES LLOYD chearful cheek child cloud cried Dæmon dark dead dear death Delia's delight dreams earth fair fame Fancy fear fire Freedom's gaze gentle glory glow grave GREGORY grey grey Alder HAMPSHIRE AVON hath hear heard heart Heaven Holly Tree hope hour JOSEPH COTTLE KARL Killcrop King Land's End light live look Mexitli morning musing never night o'er ocean OLD SARUM Ormuz Painter pleasure poor praise pride radiance rest Richard Penlake rise ROBERT SOUTHEY rocks round sigh silent skies smile song SONNET soon sorrow soul Spirit stood storm sweet swimming dance tempests thee thine thou art thou hast thought thro throne toils trembling Twas vale waves whilst wood young youth
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Seite 16 - And should my youth, as youth is apt, I know, Some harshness show, All vain asperities, I, day by day, Would wear away ; Till the smooth temper of my age should be Like the high leaves upon the holly tree.
Seite 219 - Father William replied, I remember 'd that youth would fly fast, And abused not my health and my vigour at first. That I never might need them at last. You are old, Father William, the young man cried. And pleasures with youth pass away, And yet you lament not the days that are gone, Now, tell me the reason, I pray? In the days of my youth...
Seite 222 - I'll venture my life, She has drank of the Well of St Keyne." " I have left a good woman who never was here...
Seite 221 - A WELL there is in the west country, And a clearer one never was seen ; There is not a wife in the west country But has heard of the Well of St. Keyne. An oak and an elm tree stand beside, And behind doth an ash-tree grow, And a willow from the bank above Droops to the water below.
Seite 223 - The happiest draught thou hast drank this day That ever thou didst in thy life. " Or has thy good woman, if one thou hast, Ever here in Cornwall been ? For an if she have, I'll venture my life She has drank of the Well of St Keyne.
Seite 220 - You are old, father William," the young man cried, " And pleasures with youth pass away; And yet you lament not the days that are gone; Now tell me the reason, I pray.
Seite 90 - They eat Their daily bread, and draw the breath of heaven Without or thought or thanks ; heaven's roof to them Is but a painted ceiling hung with lamps, No more, that lights them to their purposes. They wander "loose about," they nothing see, Themselves except, and creatures like themselves, Short-lived, short-sighted, impotent to save.
Seite 219 - I remembered that youth would fly fast, And abused not my health and my vigor at first, That I never might need them at last." " You are old, Father William...
Seite 16 - So, serious should my youth appear among The thoughtless throng, So would I seem, amid the young and gay More grave than they, That in my age as cheerful I might be As the green winter of the Holly Tree.
Seite 45 - Sisters! weave the web of death: Sisters! cease; the work is done. Hail the task and hail the hands! Songs of joy and triumph sing! Joy to the victorious bands, Triumph to the younger King! Mortal! thou that hear'st the tale, Learn the tenor of our song; Scotland!