The Poetical Register, and Repository of Fugitive Poetry for ..., Količina 8F. and C. Rivington, 1814 |
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Stran 8
... breast The Present calm , the Future blest . They sought for peace , and peace they found , Till impious havoc , glaring round , Of earth , of heav'n , the ties unbound , And said , Maids , ye are free ! But Freedom's prostituted sound ...
... breast The Present calm , the Future blest . They sought for peace , and peace they found , Till impious havoc , glaring round , Of earth , of heav'n , the ties unbound , And said , Maids , ye are free ! But Freedom's prostituted sound ...
Stran 9
... breast † ; Hard as it is amid the jar Of falling thrones , of civil war , To judge of Man's inconstant state ; Even he confest thee good and great . The spot where Hampden fell . + See the character of Hampden in Lord Clarendon's ...
... breast † ; Hard as it is amid the jar Of falling thrones , of civil war , To judge of Man's inconstant state ; Even he confest thee good and great . The spot where Hampden fell . + See the character of Hampden in Lord Clarendon's ...
Stran 11
... to each name That waken'd there to deathless fame ; Nor bid the Muse's blessing rest For ever in her honour'd breast . XI . Oh , when I dared the Muse to name , Did it not wake my spirit's flame ! Did it not guide my eye , my soul , 11.
... to each name That waken'd there to deathless fame ; Nor bid the Muse's blessing rest For ever in her honour'd breast . XI . Oh , when I dared the Muse to name , Did it not wake my spirit's flame ! Did it not guide my eye , my soul , 11.
Stran 12
... the landscape round it measures : Russet lawns , and fallows grey , Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains , on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest ; Yes ; there he liv'd , and there he sung 12.
... the landscape round it measures : Russet lawns , and fallows grey , Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains , on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest ; Yes ; there he liv'd , and there he sung 12.
Stran 16
... breast till life be fled , Till Poetry's quick pulse be still , None shall forsake thee , Forest Hill . XII . Few are the scenes of power to chain The rapt enthusiast's mind , Like that where Milton's wondrous strain Still seems to ...
... breast till life be fled , Till Poetry's quick pulse be still , None shall forsake thee , Forest Hill . XII . Few are the scenes of power to chain The rapt enthusiast's mind , Like that where Milton's wondrous strain Still seems to ...
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AMURATH arms Bard beam beauty bend beneath blank verse blaze bless blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright brow Chamber Stove charms cheek dark Davenport dear death dread Epigram fade fair fame fate feel fire flame flowers fond genius gloom glory glow grace grove hand hear heart heaven hope hour JAMES IRVING Lady light Lord lov'd Lucy Aikin lyre maid MARY RUSSELL MITFORD mind Monody mourn Muse night numbers nymph o'er pale Pindar plain Poem poetical poetry praise pride proud reign rose round sacred Satire of Juvenal scene shade shore sigh Small 8vo smile soft song SONNET sorrow soul spirit Stanzas Stapelia Hirsuta storm strain stream sweet swell tear tender Theatre Royal thee thine thou thro toil trembling Twas vale verse versification voice volume wave weep wild wing youth
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Stran 12 - Where the great Sun begins his state Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Stran 14 - Then to come in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good morrow, Through the Sweet-Briar, or the Vine, Or the twisted Eglantine...
Stran 296 - With bowed soul, full well ye ken the day Which week, smooth sliding after week, brings on Too soon ; — for to that day nor peace belongs Nor comfort ; — ere the first gray streak of dawn, The red-armed washers come and chase repose.
Stran 476 - THE .LAWYER'S FAREWELL TO HIS MUSE. As, by some tyrant's stern command, A wretch forsakes his native land, In foreign climes condemn'd to roam An endless exile from his home...
Stran 232 - All hushed was the billows' commotion, — And I thought that the light-house looked lovely as hope, That star of life's tremulous ocean. The time is long past, and the scene is afar, Yet when my head rests on its pillow, Will memory sometimes rekindle the star That blazed on the breast of the billow. In life's closing hour, when the trembling soul flies, And death stills the heart's last emotion, O, then may the seraph of mercy arise, Like a star on eternity's ocean ! ANON.
Stran 264 - And the Lord said unto him, This is the land which I sware unto Abraham, unto Isaac, and unto Jacob, saying I will give it unto thy seed: I have caused thee to see it with thine eyes, but thou shalt not go over thither.
Stran 478 - Then welcome business, welcome strife, Welcome the cares, the thorns of life, The visage wan, the pore-blind sight, The toil by day, the lamp at night, The tedious forms, the solemn prate, The pert dispute, the dull debate, The drowsy bench, the babbling hall, For thee, fair Justice, welcome all...
Stran 232 - On the shadowy wave's playful motion, From the dim distant isle till the beacon fire blazed Like a star in the midst of the ocean.
Stran 91 - ... lovely pale— Or peace to man, or judgments dire, Stranger of heaven, I bid thee hail ! Where hast thou roamed these thousand years ? Why sought these polar paths again, From wilderness of glowing spheres, To fling thy vesture o'er the wain?
Stran 14 - It must not be omitted, that the groves near this village are famous for nightingales, which are so elegantly described in the Pensieroso.