Kottabos: College Miscellany, Հատոր 3,Թողարկում 1W. McGee, 1877 |
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... Song . HEN noontide's azure turns to gold , And evening's gold to grey ; When heaven - wrought tapestries enfold The throne of parted day ; When through the twilight's falling veil Peeps out Love's rising star- Oh ! fairer than its ...
... Song . HEN noontide's azure turns to gold , And evening's gold to grey ; When heaven - wrought tapestries enfold The throne of parted day ; When through the twilight's falling veil Peeps out Love's rising star- Oh ! fairer than its ...
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... Song , The Lesbian Sappho stood . Athwart her brow The light breeze flutter'd , with his amorous wing Lifting the ... song . SONG . I would those eyes that shine so bright Could read my loving heart aright ; And then thy lips would heal ...
... Song , The Lesbian Sappho stood . Athwart her brow The light breeze flutter'd , with his amorous wing Lifting the ... song . SONG . I would those eyes that shine so bright Could read my loving heart aright ; And then thy lips would heal ...
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... song the outbreak of my heart , Shatter'd and torn in sunder by the storm Of love tumultuous , even as the forest oak Is rent and shaken by the stormy winds That headlong sweep adown the mountain side . So will I sing to thee ...
... song the outbreak of my heart , Shatter'd and torn in sunder by the storm Of love tumultuous , even as the forest oak Is rent and shaken by the stormy winds That headlong sweep adown the mountain side . So will I sing to thee ...
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... song on Ocean , So let mine end be . Yet ere the end come , let us sing once more , O Lyre , the solace of my soul , and then Rest voiceless ever with me ' neath the wave . Latest ... song . SONG . Nature ! mother , gentlest , and best 31.
... song on Ocean , So let mine end be . Yet ere the end come , let us sing once more , O Lyre , the solace of my soul , and then Rest voiceless ever with me ' neath the wave . Latest ... song . SONG . Nature ! mother , gentlest , and best 31.
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College Miscellany. SONG . Nature ! mother , gentlest , and best , and fondest ! Thou that never spurnest a child's ... Song is mighty , bursting the gates of Orcus , Love and the lyre string . Ocean boundless ! rolling thy waves ...
College Miscellany. SONG . Nature ! mother , gentlest , and best , and fondest ! Thou that never spurnest a child's ... Song is mighty , bursting the gates of Orcus , Love and the lyre string . Ocean boundless ! rolling thy waves ...
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Էջ 232 - AND after these things I saw four angels standing on the four corners of the earth, holding the four winds of the earth, that the wind should not blow on the earth, nor on the sea, nor on any tree.
Էջ 282 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air : And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve ; And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Էջ 230 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way With blossom'd furze, unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school : A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Էջ 224 - Howe'er it be, it seems to me, 'Tis only noble to be good. Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
Էջ 106 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ;' Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Էջ 12 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes...
Էջ 230 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
Էջ 184 - Under the opening eye-lids of the Morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
Էջ 316 - Such the bard's prophetic words, Pregnant with celestial fire, Bending as he swept the chords Of his sweet but awful lyre. She, with all a monarch's pride, Felt them in her bosom glow : Rush'd to battle, fought, and died ; Dying, hurl'd them at the foe.
Էջ 251 - But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of?