The village curate, and other poems1810 |
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... cloud ; We hear thy nightingale her anthem raise , Amidst the stilness of thy quiet grove ; While thine own organ with accordant praise Swells the loud notes of gratitude and love . Or in thy study , fill'd with ancient lore , Where ...
... cloud ; We hear thy nightingale her anthem raise , Amidst the stilness of thy quiet grove ; While thine own organ with accordant praise Swells the loud notes of gratitude and love . Or in thy study , fill'd with ancient lore , Where ...
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... clouds the critic's brow , And Scorn her arrow dips , profoundly perch'd On his protruded lip . Is this the man The poet sings , who , stranger to the world , Suffers the speedy wick of life to burn E'en to the socket ; and , the duty ...
... clouds the critic's brow , And Scorn her arrow dips , profoundly perch'd On his protruded lip . Is this the man The poet sings , who , stranger to the world , Suffers the speedy wick of life to burn E'en to the socket ; and , the duty ...
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James Hurdis. Puts on a milder countenance , and skirts The undulated clouds that cross his way With soften'd glory . His warm axle cools , And his broad disc , tho ' fervent , not intense , Foretells the near approach of matron night ...
James Hurdis. Puts on a milder countenance , and skirts The undulated clouds that cross his way With soften'd glory . His warm axle cools , And his broad disc , tho ' fervent , not intense , Foretells the near approach of matron night ...
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... cloud , has shot A look of pure benevolence and joy Into the heart of night . Yes , I have stood And mark'd thy varied note , and frequent pause , Thy brisk and melancholy mood , with soul Sincerely pleas'd . And O , methought , no note ...
... cloud , has shot A look of pure benevolence and joy Into the heart of night . Yes , I have stood And mark'd thy varied note , and frequent pause , Thy brisk and melancholy mood , with soul Sincerely pleas'd . And O , methought , no note ...
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... clouds his chariot . Who can stand When he appears ? The conscious creature flies And skulks away , afraid to see his God Charge and recharge his dreadful battery . For who so pure his lightning might not blast , And be the messenger of ...
... clouds his chariot . Who can stand When he appears ? The conscious creature flies And skulks away , afraid to see his God Charge and recharge his dreadful battery . For who so pure his lightning might not blast , And be the messenger of ...
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Adriano Alcanor Anna applaud bard beauty behold Bishopstone blossom blush bosom breeze brow CANZONET charms cheek cheerful child cloud dance dance with grace dear death deeds delight door E'en earth esteem ev'ning ev'ry feel fill'd flow'r Fred'ric gentle Gilbert give grace grave grief hand happy hast hear heard heart Heav'n Hebe honour hour Isabel JAMES HURDIS laugh live look loud lov'd Magdalen College maid Maria moon morning muse never night o'er pain peace pleas'd poison'd pow'r Ronsart rose round scarce shed shore silent sing sisters sleep smile song soon Sophia sorrow soul steal stood storm sweet taught tears thee thine thou thought thro toil tongue Twas UNIVERSITY OF OXFORD vale vex'd VILLAGE CURATE virtue wakeful eye walk weep William Cowper William Hayley wood ye fair youth
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Էջ 113 - Tunes her nocturnal note : thus with the year 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...
Էջ 43 - A bird's nest. Mark it well ! — within, without ; No tool had he that wrought — no knife to cut, No nail to fix — no bodkin to insert — No glue to join ; his little beak was all. And yet how neatly finished ! What nice hand. With every implement and means of art, And twenty years...
Էջ 33 - Not a tree, A plant, a leaf, a blossom, but contains A folio volume. We may read, and read, And read again, and still find something new, Something to please, and something to instruct, E'en in the noisome weed.
Էջ 113 - Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song...
Էջ xxiii - Shakspeare, occasioned by reading Mr. Malone's Essay on the chronological Order of those celebrated Pieces* Mr.
Էջ 18 - s destructive to the hue Of every flower that blows. Go to the field, And ask the humble daisy why it sleeps Soon as the sun departs : Why close the eyes Of blossoms infinite, ere the still moon Her oriental veil puts off?
Էջ 135 - Then to town Hies the gay spark, for futile purposes, And deeds my bashful muse disclaims to name ; From town to college, till a fresh supply Sends him again from college up to town. The tedious interval, the mace and cue, The tennis-court and racket, the slow lounge From street to street, the badger-hunt, the race, The raffle, the excursion, and the dance, Ices and soups, dice, and the bet at whist, Serve well enough to fill. Grievous...
Էջ 40 - But mark with how peculiar grace yon wood, That clothes the weary steep, waves in the breeze Her sea of leaves ; thither we turn our steps, And by the way attend the cheerful sound Of woodland harmony, that always fills The merry vale between.
Էջ xxvi - Poet and Divine ! A tender sanctity of thought was thine. To thee no sculptur'd tomb could prove so dear. As the fond tribute of a sister's tear ; For earth, who shelters in her vast embrace The sleeping myriads of the mortal race, No heart in all that multitude has known, Whose love fraternal could surpass thy own.
Էջ 19 - Oh ! there is a charm That morning has, that gives the brow of age A smack of youth, and makes the lip of youth Breathe per'fumes exquisite. Expect it not, Ye who till noon upon a down-bed lie, Indulging feverish sleep ; or wakeful, dream Of happiness no mortal heart has felt, But in the regions of romance'.