Minor Poems, Including NapoleonThomas Boys, 1824 - 280 pages |
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... grief had dimm'd by painful circumstance Its lustre , from beneath its arching brow It sparkled at love's tale , fill'd at affection's vow . LXVII . And though that cheek is not , as youth's may be , In blooming beauty drest , ' tis ...
... grief had dimm'd by painful circumstance Its lustre , from beneath its arching brow It sparkled at love's tale , fill'd at affection's vow . LXVII . And though that cheek is not , as youth's may be , In blooming beauty drest , ' tis ...
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... grief , nor hope , nor fear ; And if in nobler hearts a passing sigh For such a lot reflection may supply , Few follow up that feeling to its source : The multitude , with undiscerning eye , See all around pursue its usual course , And ...
... grief , nor hope , nor fear ; And if in nobler hearts a passing sigh For such a lot reflection may supply , Few follow up that feeling to its source : The multitude , with undiscerning eye , See all around pursue its usual course , And ...
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... grief and sin by Love Divine , Before his throne shall countless thousands bend ; And space itself become one holy shrine , Whence in harmonious concord shall ascend To GOD , and to THE LAMB , praise , glory without end ! ΤΟ JOHN ...
... grief and sin by Love Divine , Before his throne shall countless thousands bend ; And space itself become one holy shrine , Whence in harmonious concord shall ascend To GOD , and to THE LAMB , praise , glory without end ! ΤΟ JOHN ...
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... grief , as they have lighten'd mine . XI . One more reflection yet remains ; Or wise , or foolish , ' twill intrude ; I trace in thee , and in thy strains , My own , my song's similitude . Like thee , in scenes adverse to song , I act ...
... grief , as they have lighten'd mine . XI . One more reflection yet remains ; Or wise , or foolish , ' twill intrude ; I trace in thee , and in thy strains , My own , my song's similitude . Like thee , in scenes adverse to song , I act ...
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... grief , hast thought of mine , Could I be blest if grief were thine ? IV . No , never ! and if hours more bright On earth I may not know ; I will not think it starless night , While yet around me glow Those twilight gleams of softest ...
... grief , hast thought of mine , Could I be blest if grief were thine ? IV . No , never ! and if hours more bright On earth I may not know ; I will not think it starless night , While yet around me glow Those twilight gleams of softest ...
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art thou bard beams BEATRICE CENCI beauty behold Benedictine bless blest bliss bloom bowers breath bright brow charms Christian clouds dark dear delightful divine dream Dunwich e'en earth eloquent extra boards faith fame fancy fear feelings flowers gaze gentle giant mountains give glorious glory glow grace grief hast heart heaven Heaven's open holy hope hopes and fears hour life's light lingering Literary Gazette live loveliness LUDGATE HILL lyre meek memory mind Napoleon Nature's nigh numbers o'er outward peace POEMS Portrait praise pride round scene scite seem'd sere shade shed shine sight silent smile song sorrow soul spell spirit splendour STOKE HILLS strife sublime sway sweet sweetest tale tears tender thee theme thine things THOMAS BOYS thou art thought thrall throne tower truly trust truth unto VIII wake XVII XVIII ΤΟ
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Page 52 - But war's a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.
Page 189 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear : Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village- Hampden, that, with dauntless breast, The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Page 3 - 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 185 - Around Bethesda's healing wave, • Waiting to hear the rustling wing Which spoke the angel nigh, who gave Its virtue to that holy spring, With patience and with hope endued, Were seen the gather
Page 67 - The moving accident is not my trade; To freeze the blood I have no ready arts: 'Tis my delight, alone in summer shade, To pipe a simple song for thinking hearts.
Page 186 - Until the Saviour's love was shown, Which heal'd him by a word alone! " Had they who watch'd and waited there Been conscious who was passing by, With what unceasing, anxious care Would they have sought his pitying eye; And crav'd, with fervency of soul, His power Divine to make them whole!
Page 76 - Oh ! then it is delightful to behold Thy calm departure ; soothing to survey Through opening clouds, by thee all edged with gold, The milder pomp of thy declining sway : How beautiful, on church-tower old and grey, Is shed thy parting smile ; how brightly glow Thy last beams on some tall tree's loftiest spray, While silvery mists half veil the trunk below, And hide the rippling stream that scarce is heard to flow ! XIII.
Page 187 - Bethesda's pool has lost its power ! No Angel, by his glad descent, Dispenses that diviner dower Which with its healing waters went. But He, whose word surpass'd its wave, Is still omnipotent to save.
Page 74 - Then, then how beautiful, across the deep, The lustre of thy orient path of light ! Onward, still onward, o'er the waves that leap So lovelily, and show their crests of white, The eye, unsated, in its own despite, Still up that vista gazes ; till thy way Over the waters seems a pathway bright For holiest thoughts to travel, there to pay Mau'i homage unto HIM who bade thee
Page 75 - And thou thyself, forgetting what thou art, Appear'st thy Maker's temple, in whose dome The silent worship of the expanding heart • May rise, and seek its own eternal home : The intervening billows...