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Far up the stream the twisted hair he throws , Which down the murmuring current
gently flows ; When , if or chance or hunger's powerful sway Directs the roving
trout this fatal way , He greedily sucks in the twining bait , And tugs and nibbles
the ...
Far up the stream the twisted hair he throws , Which down the murmuring current
gently flows ; When , if or chance or hunger's powerful sway Directs the roving
trout this fatal way , He greedily sucks in the twining bait , And tugs and nibbles
the ...
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The subtle spoiler , of the beaver kind , Far off perhaps , where ancient alders
shade The deep still pool , within some hollow trunk Contrives his wicker couch :
whence he surveys His long purlieu , lord of the stream , and all The finny shoals
...
The subtle spoiler , of the beaver kind , Far off perhaps , where ancient alders
shade The deep still pool , within some hollow trunk Contrives his wicker couch :
whence he surveys His long purlieu , lord of the stream , and all The finny shoals
...
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But if the breathless chase o'er hill and dale Exceed your strength , a sport of less
fatigue , Not less delightful , the prolific stream Affords . The crystal rivulet , that o'
er A stony channel rolls its rapid maze , Swarms with the silver fry .
But if the breathless chase o'er hill and dale Exceed your strength , a sport of less
fatigue , Not less delightful , the prolific stream Affords . The crystal rivulet , that o'
er A stony channel rolls its rapid maze , Swarms with the silver fry .
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Thy braes were bonny , Yarrow stream ! When first on them I met my lover ; Thy
braes how dreary , Yarrow stream ! When now thy waves his body cover ! For
ever now , O Yarrow stream ! Thou art to me a stream of sorrow ; For never on thy
...
Thy braes were bonny , Yarrow stream ! When first on them I met my lover ; Thy
braes how dreary , Yarrow stream ! When now thy waves his body cover ! For
ever now , O Yarrow stream ! Thou art to me a stream of sorrow ; For never on thy
...
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The tear shall never leave my cheek , No other youth shall be my marrow ; I'll
seek thy body in the stream , And then with thee I'll sleep in Yarrow . ” The tear
did never leave her cheek , No other youth became her marrow ; She found his
body ...
The tear shall never leave my cheek , No other youth shall be my marrow ; I'll
seek thy body in the stream , And then with thee I'll sleep in Yarrow . ” The tear
did never leave her cheek , No other youth became her marrow ; She found his
body ...
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Seite 87 - THESE, as they change, ALMIGHTY FATHER, these Are but the varied GOD ! The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart, is joy.
Seite 35 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Seite 87 - With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year; And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks: And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling eve, By brooks and groves, in hollow-whispering gales.
Seite 154 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No...
Seite 146 - * And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take: The laughing flowers that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong, Through verdant vales, and Ceres...
Seite 263 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the...
Seite 58 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
Seite 88 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound His stupendous praise, whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. So roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him, whose sun exalts, Whose breath...
Seite 208 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such?
Seite 269 - Here's a health to ane I lo'e dear, Here's a health to ane I lo'e dear ; Thou art sweet as the smile when fond lovers meet, And soft as their parting tear — Jessy ! ALTHO' thou maun never be mine, Altho...
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | The Book of Gems: Pomfret to Bloomfield Band 2 von The Book of Gems: The Poets and Artists of Great Britain, Samuel Carter Hall |
| Herausgeber | Samuel Carter Hall |
| Verlag | Saunders and Otley, 1837 |
| Original von | New York Public Library |
| Digitalisiert | 22. Nov. 2006 |
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