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... young , this year we call the worst That we can know ; this bitter day is cursed , And no more such our hearts can bear , we say . But yet , as time from us falls fast away , There comes a day , son , when all this is fair And sweet to ...
... young , this year we call the worst That we can know ; this bitter day is cursed , And no more such our hearts can bear , we say . But yet , as time from us falls fast away , There comes a day , son , when all this is fair And sweet to ...
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... young dreamer , visions of the blest ! Yes ! thou'rt a charm ! -a most mysterious spell ! Birds , bees , and flowers , can just as ably tell Why sunshine , scent , and streams their pleasures be , As thy young mother why she dotes on ...
... young dreamer , visions of the blest ! Yes ! thou'rt a charm ! -a most mysterious spell ! Birds , bees , and flowers , can just as ably tell Why sunshine , scent , and streams their pleasures be , As thy young mother why she dotes on ...
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... young man's appetite ; And from those gaieties our youth requires To exercise their minds , our age retires . 110. AGE . Virtuous Denham . AGE sits with decent grace upon his visage , And worthily becomes his silver locks ; He wears the ...
... young man's appetite ; And from those gaieties our youth requires To exercise their minds , our age retires . 110. AGE . Virtuous Denham . AGE sits with decent grace upon his visage , And worthily becomes his silver locks ; He wears the ...
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... Young . Absurd longevity ! More , more , it cries ; More life , more wealth , more trash of every kind . And wherefore mad for more , when relish fails ? Object and appetite must club for joy- Baubles , I mean , that strike us from ...
... Young . Absurd longevity ! More , more , it cries ; More life , more wealth , more trash of every kind . And wherefore mad for more , when relish fails ? Object and appetite must club for joy- Baubles , I mean , that strike us from ...
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... Young . Now then the ills of age , its pains , its care , The drooping spirit for its fate prepare ; And each affection failing , leaves the heart Loosed from life's charm , and willing to depart . Crabbe . Superfluous lags the veteran ...
... Young . Now then the ills of age , its pains , its care , The drooping spirit for its fate prepare ; And each affection failing , leaves the heart Loosed from life's charm , and willing to depart . Crabbe . Superfluous lags the veteran ...
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Sida 106 - The applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes, Their lot forbade: nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined; Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind ; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled...
Sida 499 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean — roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...
Sida 603 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more...
Sida 105 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke, How jocund did they drive their team a-field ! How...
Sida 314 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Sida 105 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Sida 513 - How sleep the brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there!
Sida 460 - For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will, for a' that, That sense and worth o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Sida 526 - When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore. Not as the conqueror comes, . They, the true-hearted, came; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame; Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear — They shook the depths of the desert's gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer. Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard, and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free.
Sida 374 - Some fragment from his dream of human life Shaped by himself with newly-learned art; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral; And this hath now his heart...