PoemsT. & G. Palmer, 1804 - 231 sidor |
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... lips ne'er touched Castalia's stream , a Nor did I ever on Parnassus dream , Nor ever wished : I supplicate no Muse To stimulate my fancy , to infuse Spirit and energy , to fire my brain , Or quicken my reluctant lagging strain ; I ...
... lips ne'er touched Castalia's stream , a Nor did I ever on Parnassus dream , Nor ever wished : I supplicate no Muse To stimulate my fancy , to infuse Spirit and energy , to fire my brain , Or quicken my reluctant lagging strain ; I ...
Sida 20
... lips , and for precedence cry ; Brodum , who oft the hostile hand of death , Hath by plenipotent repulsion foiled ! Baffled the leveller when the bow was bent , And , in despight of his destructive aim , Made him return his arrows to ...
... lips , and for precedence cry ; Brodum , who oft the hostile hand of death , Hath by plenipotent repulsion foiled ! Baffled the leveller when the bow was bent , And , in despight of his destructive aim , Made him return his arrows to ...
Sida 79
Peter Bayley. I hide me in some winding shell , And bid its lips with music swell ; Then ditties fill the air around , Then choral strains together rise , Now one soft - flowing single sound Is heard , then at a distance dies ; That ...
Peter Bayley. I hide me in some winding shell , And bid its lips with music swell ; Then ditties fill the air around , Then choral strains together rise , Now one soft - flowing single sound Is heard , then at a distance dies ; That ...
Sida 108
... each note that sounds is a strong spell To call up sweet remembrance , to endear Some long - past day , and place before my soul Her from whose lips the warbled lay first stole . SONNET . ON A LOCK OF HAIR . THOU HOU 108.
... each note that sounds is a strong spell To call up sweet remembrance , to endear Some long - past day , and place before my soul Her from whose lips the warbled lay first stole . SONNET . ON A LOCK OF HAIR . THOU HOU 108.
Sida 110
... , Of long past peace , of those delightful years That never shall return , when all my tears Were tears of joy . And ah ! it now conveys Sad bodings to my mind , and gloomy fears . TO LYDIA . THOSE lips to mine are pressed in 110 to.
... , Of long past peace , of those delightful years That never shall return , when all my tears Were tears of joy . And ah ! it now conveys Sad bodings to my mind , and gloomy fears . TO LYDIA . THOSE lips to mine are pressed in 110 to.
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amid Archimedes arms Balms of Gilead BARMOUTH beam blast blaze blessed blest bliss bloom bosom bowers breast breath breeze bright Calypso charms cheer Cicero clouds curule chair dark dear dews E'en EOLIAN EURIPID face fair fears feel fierce fire flames flow gentle Germanicus gloom glow grace grove habergeon hand hast hath heart heaven Honour hopes hour Jane joys Lictors light lips loud Love's lyre maid mind Moon Mount Etna murmurs night nymphs o'er once Othello painting pale pangs passion peace pencil PETRARCH picture pours pride Rachel racter rage rill rise roar rock round scene scorn shade shame shine sighs smiles soft song SONNET soul sound spleen strain stream sway sweet swell taste tempest terror thee thine eye thou thoughts Throbs throng vale Vice Virtue's voice wanton wave wild winds wretch δε Ει και
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Sida 44 - And I saw, and behold a white horse: and he that sat on him had a bow; and a crown was given unto him: and he went forth conquering, and to conquer.
Sida 45 - And I looked, and behold a pale horse : and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword,- and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
Sida 49 - Verily, I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, shall in no wise enter therein.
Sida 44 - And there went out another horse that was red: and power was given to him that sat thereon to take peace from the earth, and that they should kill one another: and there was given unto him a great sword.
Sida 45 - And when he had opened the third seal, I heard the third beast say, Come and see. And I beheld, and lo a black horse; and he that sat on him had a pair of balances in his hand. And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts say, A measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley for a penny; and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine.
Sida 148 - Se vuoi campar d' esto loco selvaggio : Che questa bestia, per la qual tu gride, Non lascia altrui passar per la sua via, Ma tanto lo impedisce, che 1' uccide : E ha natura si malvagia e ria, Che mai non empie la bramosa voglia, E dopo il pasto ha più fame che pria. Molti son gli animali, a cui s' ammoglia, E più saranno ancora, infin che il Veltro Verrà, che la farà morir di doglia.
Sida 21 - If a man has pains in his head, cholics in his bowels, or spots in his clothes, he may here meet with proper cures and remedies. If a man would recover a wife or a horse that is stolen or strayed ; if he wants new sermons, electuaries, asses...
Sida 171 - I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
Sida 63 - Scorning surprise. Or could we break our way By force, and at our heels all hell should rise With blackest insurrection to confound Heaven's purest light, yet our great Enemy All incorruptible would on his throne Sit unpolluted ; and the ethereal mould Incapable of stain would soon expel Her mischief, and purge off the baser fire, Victorious.
Sida 52 - History strictly so called follows the drama; fiction now ceases, and invention consists only in selecting and fixing with dignity, precision, and sentiment the movements of reality. Suppose that the artist choose the death of Germanicus,—he is not to give us the highest images of general grief which impress the features of a people or a family at the death of a beloved chief or father, for this would be epic imagery; we should have Achilles, Hector, Niobe.