PoemsN. Biggs, 1803 - 202 Seiten |
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Seite 17
... , With HONOR's softer mien : MIRTH of the loosely - flowing hair , And meek ey'd PITY eloquently fair , Whose tearful cheeks are lovely to the view , As snow - drop wet with dew . IX . Unboastful Maid ! tho ' now the LILY 17.
... , With HONOR's softer mien : MIRTH of the loosely - flowing hair , And meek ey'd PITY eloquently fair , Whose tearful cheeks are lovely to the view , As snow - drop wet with dew . IX . Unboastful Maid ! tho ' now the LILY 17.
Seite 18
... - haunted grove , Young Zephyr his fresh flowers profusely throws , We'll tinge with livelier hues thy cheek ! And haply from the nectar - breathing Rose Extract a BLUSH for LOVE ! THE ROSE . As late each flower that sweetest blows 18.
... - haunted grove , Young Zephyr his fresh flowers profusely throws , We'll tinge with livelier hues thy cheek ! And haply from the nectar - breathing Rose Extract a BLUSH for LOVE ! THE ROSE . As late each flower that sweetest blows 18.
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... cheek , beneath , Inebriate with dew . I softly seiz'd th ' unguarded Power , Nor scar'd his balmy rest ; And plac'd him , cag'd within the flower , On spotless SARA's breast . But when unweeting of the guile Awoke the pris'ner sweet 19.
... cheek , beneath , Inebriate with dew . I softly seiz'd th ' unguarded Power , Nor scar'd his balmy rest ; And plac'd him , cag'd within the flower , On spotless SARA's breast . But when unweeting of the guile Awoke the pris'ner sweet 19.
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... dimple QUIET's cheek , As water - lilies ripple a slow stream ! Dear native haunts ! where Virtue still is gay : Where Friendship's fix'd star sheds a mellow'd ray ; Where LOVE a crown of thornless roses wears : Where 39.
... dimple QUIET's cheek , As water - lilies ripple a slow stream ! Dear native haunts ! where Virtue still is gay : Where Friendship's fix'd star sheds a mellow'd ray ; Where LOVE a crown of thornless roses wears : Where 39.
Seite 47
... vainly roam " The dreary vale of LUMIN . " With eager gaze and wetted cheek My wonted haunts along , Thus , faithful Maiden ! thou shalt seek The Youth of simplest song . But I along the breeze shall roll The voice of 47.
... vainly roam " The dreary vale of LUMIN . " With eager gaze and wetted cheek My wonted haunts along , Thus , faithful Maiden ! thou shalt seek The Youth of simplest song . But I along the breeze shall roll The voice of 47.
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amid anguish ANTISTROPHE Bard beneath blast blest bosom breast bright brood CHATTERTON cheek clouds dance dark Darts dear didst divine dream dwell earth EPODE Ev'n evil faery faint Fancy Fancy's fear feelings fix'd flower fond foolscap 8vo French Revolution Friend gale gaze gleam groaning haply hath heart Heaven holy Hope hour hues inly JOSEPH COTTLE kiss Lamb of God light lonely lov'd Love Maid meek mild mind Monody mourning muse night Note to Line nurs'd o'er thy octavo pale Peace pensive Petrarch PIXIES Poem poison'd rise RIVER OTTER ROBERT BLOOMFIELD ROBERT SOUTHEY round S. T. COLERIDGE SARA sigh sleep smile soft song SONNET soothes sorrows soul Spirit stream sublime Superstition sweet swell tear thee thine thou thought thro Throne toil trembling vale vision voice warbled ween weep wild wing wreath
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Seite 135 - Now winding bright and full, with naked banks; And seats, and lawns, the Abbey, and the wood, And cots, and hamlets, and faint city-spire...
Seite 131 - And what if all of animated nature Be but organic harps diversely framed, That tremble into thought, as o'er them sweeps Plastic and vast, one intellectual breeze, At once the Soul of each, and God of All...
Seite 130 - And many idle flitting phantasies, Traverse my indolent and passive brain, As wild and various as the random gales That swell and...
Seite 101 - SCHILLER ! that hour I would have wished to die, If through the shuddering midnight I had sent From the dark dungeon of the tower time-rent That fearful voice, a famished Father's cry — Lest in some after moment aught more mean Might stamp me mortal ! A triumphant shout Black Horror...
Seite 130 - O! the one life within us and abroad, Which meets all motion and becomes its soul, A light in sound, a sound-like power in light Rhythm in all thought, and joyance every where Methinks, it should have been impossible Not to love all things in a world so filled; Where the breeze warbles, and the mute still air Is Music slumbering on her instrument.
Seite 130 - Like some coy maid half yielding to her lover, It pours such sweet upbraiding, as must needs Tempt to repeat the wrong! And now, its strings Boldlier swept, the long sequacious notes Over delicious surges sink and rise, Such a soft floating witchery of sound...
Seite 166 - I hear the famished brood of prey Flap their lank pennons on the groaning wind ! Away, my soul, away ! I unpartaking of the evil thing, With daily prayer and daily toil Soliciting for food my scanty soil, Have wailed my country with a loud Lament.
Seite 27 - MAID of my love, sweet Genevieve! In beauty's light you glide along : Your eye is like the star of eve, And sweet your voice as seraph's song.
Seite xi - own exceeding great reward :' it has soothed my afflictions ; it has multiplied and refined my enjoyments ; it has endeared solitude ; and it has given me the habit of wishing to discover the good and the beautiful in all that meets and surrounds me.
Seite 57 - EPITAPH ON AN INFANT. ERE Sin could blight or Sorrow fade, Death came with friendly care ; The opening bud to Heaven conveyed And bade it blossom there.