Selections in poetry, Volume 511863 - English poetry - 176 pages |
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... passing fair , Had evil never enter'd there ? The glories of the summer - noon , The splendour of the beam ; The night's more gentle loveliness , The moon's delicious gleam : The woods , the waters , each have shone With countless ...
... passing fair , Had evil never enter'd there ? The glories of the summer - noon , The splendour of the beam ; The night's more gentle loveliness , The moon's delicious gleam : The woods , the waters , each have shone With countless ...
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... passing away in her beauty's young bloom ; And no terrors for her had the cold silent tomb , - But she hail'd its approach as the ark of repose , The friend of the weary , the healer of woes ; And , wean'd from the world and its ...
... passing away in her beauty's young bloom ; And no terrors for her had the cold silent tomb , - But she hail'd its approach as the ark of repose , The friend of the weary , the healer of woes ; And , wean'd from the world and its ...
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... passing away like the flow'ret that dies Ere the shadows of night deep have mantled the skies ; Ere the last streak of sunset had pass'd from the wave , Ere hope love and friendship , had found them a grave ! She was passing away , she ...
... passing away like the flow'ret that dies Ere the shadows of night deep have mantled the skies ; Ere the last streak of sunset had pass'd from the wave , Ere hope love and friendship , had found them a grave ! She was passing away , she ...
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... passing the spring - tide of joy we have known , Every wave , that we danced on at morning , ebbs from us , And leaves us at - eve on - the - cold - beach alone . Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close of our day , the ...
... passing the spring - tide of joy we have known , Every wave , that we danced on at morning , ebbs from us , And leaves us at - eve on - the - cold - beach alone . Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close of our day , the ...
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... ! on our moments hurry by Like shadows of a passing cloud , Till general darkness wraps the sky Bowring . And man sleeps senseless on his shroud . He sports , he trifles time away , Till time SELECTIONS IN POETRY . 29 Time.
... ! on our moments hurry by Like shadows of a passing cloud , Till general darkness wraps the sky Bowring . And man sleeps senseless on his shroud . He sports , he trifles time away , Till time SELECTIONS IN POETRY . 29 Time.
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Page 73 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend ; And entertains the harmless day With a well-chosen book or friend ; — This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands ; And having nothing, yet hath all.
Page 46 - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm — A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though childlike form.
Page 118 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bridemaidens whispered, "Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Page 172 - Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Page 139 - Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread or lowly creep; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley, fountain or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail, universal lord, be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light dispels the dark...
Page 26 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow...
Page 54 - But hark! — that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before! Arm! Arm! it is — it is — the cannon's opening roar! Within a windowed niche of that high hall Sate Brunswick's fated chieftain; he did hear That sound the first amidst the festival, And caught its tone with Death's prophetic ear...
Page 150 - E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, 'Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Page 138 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Page 172 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.