The Poetical Works of Robert SoutheyLongman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1845 - 800 էջ |
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... hope to reform so great an offender as himself . In general , all that nature and all that art has lavished on him is rendered useless by his obstinate adherence to his own system of fancied originality , in which every thing that is ...
... hope to reform so great an offender as himself . In general , all that nature and all that art has lavished on him is rendered useless by his obstinate adherence to his own system of fancied originality , in which every thing that is ...
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... hope Of tidings from the war ; and as at eve She with her mother by the cottage door Sat in the sunshine , if a traveller Appear'd at distance coming o'er the brow , Her eye was on him , and it might be seen By the flush'd cheek what ...
... hope Of tidings from the war ; and as at eve She with her mother by the cottage door Sat in the sunshine , if a traveller Appear'd at distance coming o'er the brow , Her eye was on him , and it might be seen By the flush'd cheek what ...
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... hope , I bade her place Her trust in Heaven ; I bade her look to hear Good tidings soon of glorious victory ; I told her I should soon return , . . return With thee , and thou wouldst be to her old age What Madelon had been . " As thus ...
... hope , I bade her place Her trust in Heaven ; I bade her look to hear Good tidings soon of glorious victory ; I told her I should soon return , . . return With thee , and thou wouldst be to her old age What Madelon had been . " As thus ...
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... hope ; yet lavish not Our stores , lest in the enterprise he fail , And Orleans then be fain to bear the yoke Of England ! " " Chief ! I tell thee , " Conrade cried , " I did myself behold the sepulchre , Fulfilling what she spake ...
... hope ; yet lavish not Our stores , lest in the enterprise he fail , And Orleans then be fain to bear the yoke Of England ! " " Chief ! I tell thee , " Conrade cried , " I did myself behold the sepulchre , Fulfilling what she spake ...
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... hope , Whose falsehood inwardly she knows too well , Feel life itself with that false hope decay ; And wake at night from miserable dreams Of his return , and weeping o'er her babe , Too surely think that soon that fatherless child Must ...
... hope , Whose falsehood inwardly she knows too well , Feel life itself with that false hope decay ; And wake at night from miserable dreams Of his return , and weeping o'er her babe , Too surely think that soon that fatherless child Must ...
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The Poetical Works of Robert Southey: Complete in One Volume Robert Southey Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1866 |
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Էջ 449 - They say it was a shocking sight after the field was won; for many thousand bodies here lay rotting in the sun; but things like that, you know, must be after a famous victory. Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won, and our good Prince Eugene. "Why, 'twas a very wicked thing!" said little Wilhelmine. "Nay... nay... my little girl," quoth he, "it was a famous victory.
Էջ 164 - The cataract strong Then plunges along, Striking and raging As if a war waging Its caverns and rocks among; Rising and leaping, Sinking and creeping, Swelling and sweeping, Showering and springing, Flying and flinging, Writhing and wringing, Eddying and whisking, Spouting and frisking, Turning and twisting Around and around With endless rebound: Smiting and fighting, A sight to delight in; Confounding, astounding, Dizzying and deafening the ear with its sound.
Էջ 449 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head. And with a natural sigh, ' Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
Էջ 449 - twas all about,' Young Peterkin he cries; And little Wilhelmine looks up With wonder-waiting eyes; 'Now tell us all about the war, And what they fought each other for.
Էջ 143 - My days among the Dead are past; Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old: My never-failing friends are they, With whom I converse day by day.
Էջ 235 - My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away; Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow is hid: What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
Էջ 7 - But the Lord said unto me, Say not, I am a child : for thou shalt go to all that I shall send thee, and whatsoever I command thee thou shalt speak.
Էջ 208 - How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace; that bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth!
Էջ 450 - And everybody praised the Duke Who this great fight did win." " But what good came of it at last ? " Quoth little Peterkin. " Why, that I cannot tell," said he,
Էջ 213 - How beautiful is night ! A dewy freshness fills the silent air, No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven : In full-orbed glory yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths.