The British Poets, Հատոր 4Little, Brown & Company, 1865 |
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... hand 276 Ode to Lycoris . 279 To the same . 281 The sylvan slopes with corn - clad fields 283 Upon the same Occasion 284 Memory 287 This Lawn , a carpet all alive 288 Humanity 289 The unremitting voice of nightly streams 293 Thoughts on ...
... hand 276 Ode to Lycoris . 279 To the same . 281 The sylvan slopes with corn - clad fields 283 Upon the same Occasion 284 Memory 287 This Lawn , a carpet all alive 288 Humanity 289 The unremitting voice of nightly streams 293 Thoughts on ...
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... hand of healing ? Mourns she for lordly chamber's hearth , That to the sapling ash gives birth ; For dormitory's ... hands in resignation prest , Palm to palm , on his tranquil breast ; As little she regards the sight As a common ...
... hand of healing ? Mourns she for lordly chamber's hearth , That to the sapling ash gives birth ; For dormitory's ... hands in resignation prest , Palm to palm , on his tranquil breast ; As little she regards the sight As a common ...
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... hand Upon their leading mothers hung , - With mute obeisance gladly paid , Turn towards the spot , where , full in view , The white Doe , to her service true , Her Sabbath couch has made . It was a solitary mound ; Which two spears ...
... hand Upon their leading mothers hung , - With mute obeisance gladly paid , Turn towards the spot , where , full in view , The white Doe , to her service true , Her Sabbath couch has made . It was a solitary mound ; Which two spears ...
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... hand by hand , The Claphams and Mauleverers stand ; And , in his place , among son and sire , Is John de Clapham , that fierce Esquire , A 12 POEMS OF THE IMAGINATION .
... hand by hand , The Claphams and Mauleverers stand ; And , in his place , among son and sire , Is John de Clapham , that fierce Esquire , A 12 POEMS OF THE IMAGINATION .
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... thee , and a Spirit's hand ; A voice is with us , - a command To chant , in strains of heavenly glory , A tale of tears , a mortal story ! CANTO SECOND . THE Harp in lowliness obeyed ; And THE WHITE DOE OF RYLSTONE . 15.
... thee , and a Spirit's hand ; A voice is with us , - a command To chant , in strains of heavenly glory , A tale of tears , a mortal story ! CANTO SECOND . THE Harp in lowliness obeyed ; And THE WHITE DOE OF RYLSTONE . 15.
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Էջ 256 - Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good: Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Էջ 268 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through Thee, are fresh and strong.
Էջ 231 - Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.
Էջ 271 - Tis, finally, the Man who lifted high, Conspicuous obj'ect in a Nation's eye, Or left unthought-of in obscurity, — Who, with a toward or untoward lot, Prosperous or adverse, to his wish or not — Plays, in the many games of life, that one Where what he most doth value must be won...
Էջ 245 - He is retired- as noontide dew, Or fountain in a noon-day grove ; And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love.
Էջ 256 - Blessings be with them — and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares — The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs, Then gladly would I end my mortal days.
Էջ 249 - was well begun ; Then, from thy breast what thought, Beneath so beautiful a sun, So sad a sigh has brought...
Էջ 233 - One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can. Sweet is the lore which Nature brings ; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things : — We murder to dissect.
Էջ 233 - LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING. I HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sat reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths ; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes.
Էջ 270 - Who, if he rise to station of command, Rises by open means; and there will stand On honourable terms, or else retire, And in himself possess his own desire: Who comprehends his trust, and to the same, Keeps faithful with a singleness of aim ; And therefore does not stoop, nor lie in wait For wealth, or honours, or for worldly state ; Whom they must follow: on whose head must fall, Like showers of manna, if they come at all...