Evenings with the poets and sketches of their favourite scenes, by the author of 'Success in life'.1860 |
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... spirit , Sir Walter Raleigh , to whose influence it has been usual to ascribe the commencement of the Fairy Queen . By the terms of the royal grant , which conferred on the poet his Irish possessions , he was bound to take up his ...
... spirit , Sir Walter Raleigh , to whose influence it has been usual to ascribe the commencement of the Fairy Queen . By the terms of the royal grant , which conferred on the poet his Irish possessions , he was bound to take up his ...
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... spirits endueth . Yet be it less or more , or soon or slow , It shall be still in strictest measure even To that same lot , however mean or high , Toward which Time leads me , and the will of Heaven ; All is , if I have grace to use it ...
... spirits endueth . Yet be it less or more , or soon or slow , It shall be still in strictest measure even To that same lot , however mean or high , Toward which Time leads me , and the will of Heaven ; All is , if I have grace to use it ...
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... me in eternal rest ! See in her cell sad Eloisa spread , Propt on some tomb , a neighbour of the dead . In each low wind methinks a spirit calls , And more than echoes talk along the walls . Here 136 EVENINGS WITH THE POETS .
... me in eternal rest ! See in her cell sad Eloisa spread , Propt on some tomb , a neighbour of the dead . In each low wind methinks a spirit calls , And more than echoes talk along the walls . Here 136 EVENINGS WITH THE POETS .
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... spirit , eloquent with ease , Intent to reason , or polite to please . Oh ! while along the stream of time thy name Expanded flies , and gathers all its fame , Say , shall my little bark attendant sail , Pursue the triumph , and partake ...
... spirit , eloquent with ease , Intent to reason , or polite to please . Oh ! while along the stream of time thy name Expanded flies , and gathers all its fame , Say , shall my little bark attendant sail , Pursue the triumph , and partake ...
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... spirit , come away . " What is this absorbs me quite , - Steals my senses , shuts my sight , Drowns my spirits , draws my breath , — Tell me , my soul ! can this be death ? The world recedes - it disappears ! Heaven opens on my eyes ...
... spirit , come away . " What is this absorbs me quite , - Steals my senses , shuts my sight , Drowns my spirits , draws my breath , — Tell me , my soul ! can this be death ? The world recedes - it disappears ! Heaven opens on my eyes ...
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Էջ 303 - SEVEN. -A SIMPLE child That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl: She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; •*—Her beauty made me glad. 22 " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" " How many ? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Էջ 125 - Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and, for the book of knowledge fair, Presented with a universal blank Of Nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Էջ 309 - 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 pass'd away a glory from the earth.
Էջ 87 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy ; Which is as thin of substance as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind...
Էջ 85 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid : Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Էջ 209 - When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore. Not as the conqueror comes, They, the true-hearted, came; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame; Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear — They shook the depths of the desert's gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer.
Էջ 318 - Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem : To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonnie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie Lark, companion meet ! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
Էջ 128 - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand ; the gate With dreadful faces throng'd and fiery arms. Some natural tears they dropp'd, but wiped them soon ; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide.
Էջ 84 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge...
Էջ 84 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! O Sleep, O gentle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down. And steep my senses in forgetfulness ! Why, rather, Sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber ; Than in the perfumed chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lull'd with sounds of sweetest melody...