Poems: Now First CollectedEdward Moxon, 1839 - 402 Seiten |
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... light at morn : No loungers here at one assail your door , To kill their time by wasting yours till four : To them ' tis all the same what themes engage Their minds , a death perchance , or equipage . ' Tis hard to say who greater ills ...
... light at morn : No loungers here at one assail your door , To kill their time by wasting yours till four : To them ' tis all the same what themes engage Their minds , a death perchance , or equipage . ' Tis hard to say who greater ills ...
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... in the sight Of that immortal One who dwells in light , Throned inaccessible . We learn to brave , Arm'd with this hope , the terrors of the grave ! THIRD EPISTLE TO A FRIEND IN TOWN . This is 24 SECOND EPISTLE TO A FRIEND IN TOWN .
... in the sight Of that immortal One who dwells in light , Throned inaccessible . We learn to brave , Arm'd with this hope , the terrors of the grave ! THIRD EPISTLE TO A FRIEND IN TOWN . This is 24 SECOND EPISTLE TO A FRIEND IN TOWN .
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... light , and love , the trinal beam , Shall flow upon the good in endless stream ! A lute , a gentle voice , or summer skies , All in their turn wake kindred sympathies ; Though few , like SYLVIUS , love to waste their hours Courting ...
... light , and love , the trinal beam , Shall flow upon the good in endless stream ! A lute , a gentle voice , or summer skies , All in their turn wake kindred sympathies ; Though few , like SYLVIUS , love to waste their hours Courting ...
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... light of valour on his crest Shone , while in royal halls he look'd the best . Such noble spirits to a higher sphere Belong , and , ere we know them , disappear ! Now the calm sunset gives a mellow grace To the vast pile ; what pleasure ...
... light of valour on his crest Shone , while in royal halls he look'd the best . Such noble spirits to a higher sphere Belong , and , ere we know them , disappear ! Now the calm sunset gives a mellow grace To the vast pile ; what pleasure ...
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... discourse now light , now full Of thoughts profound and rare , but never dull . Spite of these brilliant qualities that warm The heart , and give to social life a charm , This gifted being , to th ' abodes of men 30 THIRD EPISTLE.
... discourse now light , now full Of thoughts profound and rare , but never dull . Spite of these brilliant qualities that warm The heart , and give to social life a charm , This gifted being , to th ' abodes of men 30 THIRD EPISTLE.
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ADLESTROP adore ALEXIS DE TOCQUEVILLE ambition Anapa avait bard beautiful beneath blest brave breathe bright c'est Catherine charms cheer Chenonceaux Chinon Circassia cloud colours Dæmon dear delight divine doth dreams e'en earth eloquence eternal fair fame fancy feel flowers gaze genius give glittering glorious glory glow grace grandeur happy heart Heaven hope Jeremy Taylor Kenilworth Castle king light live loveliness magnificence mighty mild mind Mont Blanc morn mountain muse nature Nature's ne'er noble nought o'er partition of Poland passion pleasure poet Poland Pologne praise pride principality of Capua proud Queen repose Russia Sarmatia scenes scorn seem'd shade Shakspeare shine shone sight Silistria smiles song soul spirits splendour stanza star storms of passion stream sublime sweet taste thee thou art thought throne truth Ussé vast verse virtue Warwickshire waves wealth whate'er youth zeal
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 152 - Citizens by birth or choice, of a common country, that country has a right to concentrate your affections. The name of AMERICAN, which belongs to you, in your national capacity, must always exalt the just pride of patriotism, more than any appellation derived from local discriminations.
Seite 162 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks : Methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full mid-day beam...
Seite 160 - Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened, and the ears of the deaf shall be unstopped. Then shall the lame man leap as an hart and the tongue of the dumb sing, for in the wilderness shall waters break out, and streams in the desert.
Seite 288 - Doth any man doubt, that if there were taken out of men's minds vain opinions, flattering hopes, false valuations, imaginations as one would, and the like, but it would leave the minds of a number of men poor shrunken things, full of melancholy and indisposition, and unpleasing to themselves...
Seite 167 - For the mind of man is far from the nature of a clear and equal glass, wherein the beams of things should reflect according to their true incidence; nay, it is rather like an enchanted glass, full of superstition and imposture, if it be not delivered and reduced.
Seite 86 - ... in the full blaze of his majesty up rose the sun, than which one object alone in this lower creation could be more glorious, and that Mr. Allworthy himself presented — a human being replete with benevolence, meditating in what manner he might render himself most acceptable to his Creator, by doing most good to his creatures.
Seite 229 - BLANK LEAF OF DUGDALE's MONASTICON. DEEM not, devoid of elegance, the sage, By fancy's genuine feelings unbeguil'd, Of painful pedantry the poring child, Who turns, of these proud domes, th' historic page, Now sunk by time, and Henry's fiercer rage.
Seite 164 - Then gin I thinke on that which Nature sayd, Of that same time when no more Change shall be, But stedfast rest of all things, firmely stayd Upon the pillours of Eternity, That is contrayr to Mutabilitie ; For all that moveth doth in Change delight : But thence-forth all shall rest eternally With Him that is the God of Sabaoth hight : O ! that great Sabaoth God, grant me that Sabaoths sight ! COMPLAINT OF THALIA (COMEDY).
Seite 91 - Ev'n then industrious of the common good, And often have you brought the wily fox To suffer for the firstlings of the flocks, Chas'd ev'n amid the folds and made to bleed Like felons, where they did the murd'rous deed.
Seite 161 - The blood of man should never be shed but to redeem the blood of man. It is well shed for our family, for our friends, for our God, for our country, for our kind. The rest is vanity .. the rest is crime.