The British poets of the nineteenth century, including the select works of Crabbe ... and others. Being a suppl. vol. to The poetical works of Byron, Scott and MooreH. I. Broenner, 1828 - 788 sidor |
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... praise Was largely dealt me on my better days ; A love of money - other love at rest- Came creeping on , and settled in my breast ; The force of habit held me to the oar , Till I could relish what I scorn'd before : I now could talk and ...
... praise Was largely dealt me on my better days ; A love of money - other love at rest- Came creeping on , and settled in my breast ; The force of habit held me to the oar , Till I could relish what I scorn'd before : I now could talk and ...
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... praise , For he resolved the drooping mind to raise ; She would , he judged , be humble , and afraid That he might blame her rashness and upbraid ; And lo ! he finds her in a quiet state , Her spirit easy and her air sedate ; As if her ...
... praise , For he resolved the drooping mind to raise ; She would , he judged , be humble , and afraid That he might blame her rashness and upbraid ; And lo ! he finds her in a quiet state , Her spirit easy and her air sedate ; As if her ...
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British poets. Who can her humble acquisitions state , That he will praise , at least will tolerate . Still the cool mother sundry doubts ex- press'd , - ' How ! is Augusta graver than the rest ? There are three others : they are not ...
British poets. Who can her humble acquisitions state , That he will praise , at least will tolerate . Still the cool mother sundry doubts ex- press'd , - ' How ! is Augusta graver than the rest ? There are three others : they are not ...
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... Praise for my progress — Are you satisfied ? Entirely ! madam ! else were I possess'd By a strong spirit who could never rest . Yes ! yes , no more I question , -here I close The theme for ever - let us to repose . BOOK X. THE OLD ...
... Praise for my progress — Are you satisfied ? Entirely ! madam ! else were I possess'd By a strong spirit who could never rest . Yes ! yes , no more I question , -here I close The theme for ever - let us to repose . BOOK X. THE OLD ...
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... and civil , who had no desire That men should praise her beauties or admire ; She in our walks would sometimes take my arı , But had no foolish fluttering or alarm ; 1 But Lancelot never , that he could dream ; TALES OF THE HALL . 51.
... and civil , who had no desire That men should praise her beauties or admire ; She in our walks would sometimes take my arı , But had no foolish fluttering or alarm ; 1 But Lancelot never , that he could dream ; TALES OF THE HALL . 51.
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Sida 259 - But tell me, tell me! speak again, Thy soft response renewing— What makes that ship drive on so fast? What is the ocean doing?' Second Voice 'Still as a slave before his lord, The ocean hath no blast; His great bright eye most silently Up to the Moon is cast— If he may know which way to go; For she guides him smooth or grim. See, brother, see! how graciously She looketh down on him.
Sida 261 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! — To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
Sida 336 - Cuckoo-bird Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day?
Sida 354 - The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Sida 299 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Sida 353 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife ? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
Sida 341 - My dear, dear Friend ; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes.
Sida 258 - The upper air burst into life, And a hundred fire-flags sheen To and fro they were hurried about ; And to and fro, and in and out The wan stars danced between.
Sida 336 - More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands : A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
Sida 352 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose ; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare ; Waters on a Starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.