The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Volym 2Alaric Alexander Watts Hurst, Chance, and Company, 1829 |
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... Voice of Praise . By Miss Mitford The Eolian Harp · The Michaelmas Daisy • The Suicide . By Arthur Brooke , Esq . Stanzas . By W. Sydney Walker , Esq . • On the Death of Inez . By D. M. Moir , Esq . Grief . By D. L. Richardson , Esq ...
... Voice of Praise . By Miss Mitford The Eolian Harp · The Michaelmas Daisy • The Suicide . By Arthur Brooke , Esq . Stanzas . By W. Sydney Walker , Esq . • On the Death of Inez . By D. M. Moir , Esq . Grief . By D. L. Richardson , Esq ...
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... Voice of Home . By Mrs. Hemans Ballad . By Cornelius Webbe 355 • 356 To Mary . By John Roby , Esq . 358 Forget Thee ! By the Rev. John Moultrie • 359 The Distant Ship . By Mrs. Hemans 360 The Trysting - place 361 The Minstrel's Monitor ...
... Voice of Home . By Mrs. Hemans Ballad . By Cornelius Webbe 355 • 356 To Mary . By John Roby , Esq . 358 Forget Thee ! By the Rev. John Moultrie • 359 The Distant Ship . By Mrs. Hemans 360 The Trysting - place 361 The Minstrel's Monitor ...
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... VOICE proclaim , " Thou Moon to blood be turned , thou Earth to flame ! " Red - robed Destruction far and wide extends Her thousand arms , and summons all her fiends To glut their fill , a gaunt and ghastly brood ! Their food is carnage ...
... VOICE proclaim , " Thou Moon to blood be turned , thou Earth to flame ! " Red - robed Destruction far and wide extends Her thousand arms , and summons all her fiends To glut their fill , a gaunt and ghastly brood ! Their food is carnage ...
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... voices , and the walls do live ; It is the house of Memory ! - BY ALARIC A. WATTS . MATURIN . LONG years have passed since last I strayed , In boyhood , through thy roofless aisle , And watched the mists of eve o'ershade Day's latest ...
... voices , and the walls do live ; It is the house of Memory ! - BY ALARIC A. WATTS . MATURIN . LONG years have passed since last I strayed , In boyhood , through thy roofless aisle , And watched the mists of eve o'ershade Day's latest ...
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... voice , the conscious fear , The trembling hope , the deep transported mind : - Such is His presence , in such temple shrined ! THE LUCK OF EDEN - HALL . BY J. H. 16 THE POETICAL ALBUM . Gordale By the Rev Charles Hoyle.
... voice , the conscious fear , The trembling hope , the deep transported mind : - Such is His presence , in such temple shrined ! THE LUCK OF EDEN - HALL . BY J. H. 16 THE POETICAL ALBUM . Gordale By the Rev Charles Hoyle.
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The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Volym 2 Alaric Alexander Watts Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1829 |
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art thou BARRY CORNWALL beauty beneath Blackwood's Magazine blest bliss bloom blue bosom bower breast breath breeze bright brow calm charms cheek child clouds cold courser dark dear death deep dream earth fading fair fancy farewell fear flowers gaze gentle gleam glow Godiva gondolier grave green grief hand Harebells hath heart heaven hope hour hyæna J. G. LOCKHART JAMES HOGG JOHN MOULTRIE kiss life's light lips Literary Gazette Literary Souvenir lonely look LORD BYRON lute lyre mirth morn mourn ne'er never night numbers o'er Olmutz pale pride rapture rock round scene shade shine shore sigh silent skies sleep slumber smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit star stream sweet tears tell thee thine THOMAS DOUBLEDAY thou art thou hast thou wert thought tomb voice wandering wave weep wild wind wings young youth
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Sida 223 - Beyond the flight of time, Beyond this vale of death, There surely is some blessed clime, Where life is not a breath ; Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward...
Sida 221 - Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers...
Sida 89 - All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair — The bees are stirring — birds are on the wing — And Winter slumbering in the open air, Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring! And I the while, the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.
Sida 208 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Sida 202 - THE boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but him had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though child-like form.
Sida 221 - To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Sida 155 - ALL worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its immortality ! I saw a vision in my sleep, That gave my spirit strength to sweep Adown the gulf of Time ! I...
Sida 203 - The boy — oh ! where was he ? Ask of the winds, that far around With fragments strewed the sea ! With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part — But the noblest thing that perished there, Was that young, faithful heart.
Sida 156 - Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of men. Nor with thy rising beams recall Life's tragedy again: Its piteous pageants bring not back, Nor waken flesh, upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe; Stretched in disease's shapes abhorred, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe.
Sida 84 - No more of talk where God or angel guest With man, as with his friend, familiar used To sit indulgent, and with him partake Rural repast...