Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British and American Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, Band 5Robert Chambers Amer. Book Exchange, 1879 |
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... once more Explored the sacred bark . Though fools spurn Hymen's gentle powers , We , who improve his golden hours , By sweet experience know , That marriage , rightly understood , Gives to the tender and the good A paradise below . Our ...
... once more Explored the sacred bark . Though fools spurn Hymen's gentle powers , We , who improve his golden hours , By sweet experience know , That marriage , rightly understood , Gives to the tender and the good A paradise below . Our ...
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... once descriptive , moral , and satirical . The descriptive parts everywhere bore evidence of a thoughtful mind and a gentle spirit , as well as of an observant eye ; and the moral sen- timent which pervaded them gave a charm in which ...
... once descriptive , moral , and satirical . The descriptive parts everywhere bore evidence of a thoughtful mind and a gentle spirit , as well as of an observant eye ; and the moral sen- timent which pervaded them gave a charm in which ...
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... once . Nor less composure waits upon the roar Of distant floods , or on the softer voice Of neighbouring fountain , or of rills that slip Through the cleft rock , and chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles , lose themselves at length ...
... once . Nor less composure waits upon the roar Of distant floods , or on the softer voice Of neighbouring fountain , or of rills that slip Through the cleft rock , and chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles , lose themselves at length ...
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... once into a lower key- That's worse - the drone - pipe of a humble - bee . The southern sash admits too strong a light ; You rise and drop the curtain - now ' tis night . He shakes with cold - you stir the fire , and strive To make a ...
... once into a lower key- That's worse - the drone - pipe of a humble - bee . The southern sash admits too strong a light ; You rise and drop the curtain - now ' tis night . He shakes with cold - you stir the fire , and strive To make a ...
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... once we dwelt our name is heard no more , Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener Robin , day by day , Drew me to school along the public way , Delighted with my bauble coach , and wrapt In scarlet mantle ...
... once we dwelt our name is heard no more , Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener Robin , day by day , Drew me to school along the public way , Delighted with my bauble coach , and wrapt In scarlet mantle ...
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Seite 292 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays...
Seite 262 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, — roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin, — his control Stops with the shore; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...
Seite 156 - Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist.
Seite 156 - He struck with his o'ertaking wings And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled. And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald.
Seite 159 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes ; It had been strange, even in a dream, To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Seite 324 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.
Seite 279 - What thou art we know not: What is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden in the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not.
Seite 156 - And I had done a hellish thing. And it would work 'em woe: For all averred. I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow.
Seite 16 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, "Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Seite 138 - Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild : these pastoral farms. Green to the very door; and wreaths of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees ! With some uncertain notice, as might seem Of vagrant Dwellers in the houseless woods, Or of some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone.