Sabrinae corolla in hortulis regiae scholae Salopiensis contextuerunt tres viri floribus legendis ...Bell, 1801 - 328 էջ |
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Արդյունքներ 27–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... hands prepared , The blessings they enjoy to guard . SMOLLETT . Melody . How dear to me the hour when daylight dies , And sunbeams melt along the silent sea ! For then sweet dreams of other days arise , And memory breathes her vesper ...
... hands prepared , The blessings they enjoy to guard . SMOLLETT . Melody . How dear to me the hour when daylight dies , And sunbeams melt along the silent sea ! For then sweet dreams of other days arise , And memory breathes her vesper ...
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... hand Grasping ten thousand thunders , which he sent Before him , such as in their souls infixed Plagues . They , astonished , all resistance lost , All courage ; down their idle weapons dropt . O'er shields and helms and helmed heads he ...
... hand Grasping ten thousand thunders , which he sent Before him , such as in their souls infixed Plagues . They , astonished , all resistance lost , All courage ; down their idle weapons dropt . O'er shields and helms and helmed heads he ...
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... hand in hand with Plenty in the maize , Or red with spirted purple of the vats , Or fox - like in the vine ; nor cares to walk With Death and Morning on the silver horns ; Nor wilt thou snare him in the white ravine , Nor find him dropt ...
... hand in hand with Plenty in the maize , Or red with spirted purple of the vats , Or fox - like in the vine ; nor cares to walk With Death and Morning on the silver horns ; Nor wilt thou snare him in the white ravine , Nor find him dropt ...
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... hand than thine , And lays it on my head . Enough to know thy place on earth Is there where roses latest die ; To know , the steps of youth and mirth Are thine , that pass me by . H. TAYLOR . Navita . Venti qvi nemorum culmina verritis ...
... hand than thine , And lays it on my head . Enough to know thy place on earth Is there where roses latest die ; To know , the steps of youth and mirth Are thine , that pass me by . H. TAYLOR . Navita . Venti qvi nemorum culmina verritis ...
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... hands , methinks , are bathed in slaughter : Ah me ! what ghastly spectre's yon Comes in his pale shroud , bleeding after ? Pale as he is , here lay him down ; Oh lay his cold head on my pillow ; Take aff , take aff these bridal weids ...
... hands , methinks , are bathed in slaughter : Ah me ! what ghastly spectre's yon Comes in his pale shroud , bleeding after ? Pale as he is , here lay him down ; Oh lay his cold head on my pillow ; Take aff , take aff these bridal weids ...
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Էջ 34 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Էջ 196 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glist'ring with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild ; then silent night With this her solemn bird and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Էջ 252 - Is it far away, in some region old, Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold — Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand — Is it there, sweet mother, that better land ? " " Not there, not there, my child...
Էջ 156 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry. Few, few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding-sheet ; And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Էջ 24 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Էջ 114 - Therefore doth heaven divide The state of man in divers functions, Setting endeavour in continual motion ; To which is fixed, as an aim or butt, Obedience : for so work the honey-bees, Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom.
Էջ 238 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Էջ 136 - When the oldest cask is opened, And the largest lamp is lit; When the chestnuts glow in the embers, And the kid turns on the spit; When young and old in circle Around the firebrands close; When the girls are weaving baskets, And the lads are shaping bows...
Էջ 238 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
Էջ 268 - Of nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye Mists and Exhalations that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky or grey, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great Author rise...