Sheffield Park: A Descriptive Poem

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Pawson and Brailsford, 1859 - Sheffield (Yorkshire, England) - 61 pages

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Page xii - Blessings be with them — and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares — The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs, Then gladly would I end my mortal days.
Page xii - Rocks in its harbour, lodging peaceably. Blessings be with them, and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves and nobler cares — The poets who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs.
Page 7 - Park," he has thus apostrophised it : — House of my youth, and cradle of my joys, Though greatness scorn, and wealth or pride despise, Dearer to me this mansion of my birth Than all the prouder structures of the earth. When travelled wonder hath told all it can, And wearied Art exhausted all on man, Home still is sweet — is still, where'er we look, The loveliest picture in creation's book. His father was a working optician, and to this trade, at an early age, John Holland was brought up.
Page vii - ... produced so few good painters of landscape. As our poets warm their imaginations with sunny hills, or sigh after grottoes and cooling breezes, our painters draw rocks and precipices and castellated mountains, because Virgil gasped for breath at Naples, and Salvator wandered amidst Alps and Apennines. Our ever-verdant lawns, rich vales, fields of haycocks, and hop-grounds are neglected as homely and familiar objects.
Page 19 - Park, two years since, Mr. Sitwell, with Jo. Magson, did choose a tree, which, after it was cut and laid aside...
Page 15 - There was — remembrance dimly paints its form — A lofty turret nodding to the storm ; Wrapp'd in a vest of ivy, proud it stood, As some grey wreck that had survived the flood ; There angry winds in furious skirmish met, Swept its green cloak and mouldering parapet, — Seem'd as with fingers rude to mock at crime, And pluck'd the wizard beard of hoary time : The bat here...
Page 21 - Eivelin itself is totally destitute of that issue she once might have gloried in of oaks...
Page 35 - The yellow corn-field rolls Its waves of grain, where rose the hop-crown'd poles ; Yet in the hedges, that once fenced them round, Clinging and feeble, here and there is found A dwindled parasite that climbs and seeds, Courts the base thorn, and blends with baser weeds ; And children gather from the pathway side The lasl, weak, worthless flowers to those allied.
Page 23 - Quos ego—eed motos prastat componere — for I should never finish to pursue these instances through our goodly magazines of timber for all uses growing in this our native country.
Page 7 - Muse endear'd her votary's lot : Home of my youth, and cradle of my joys, Though greatness scorn, and wealth or pride despise, Dearer to me this mansion of my birth, Than all the prouder structures of the earth : When...

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