The Works of Professor Wilson of the University of Edinburgh: Poetical worksW. Blackwood, 1858 |
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... song , Of worlds that to the Bard belong , And , till they feel his kindling breath , To others still and dark as death . Yet oft , I ween , in gentler mood A human kindness hushed his blood , And sweetly blended earth - born sighs With ...
... song , Of worlds that to the Bard belong , And , till they feel his kindling breath , To others still and dark as death . Yet oft , I ween , in gentler mood A human kindness hushed his blood , And sweetly blended earth - born sighs With ...
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... song , And now it reigns above , around , As if it called the Ship along . The Moon is sunk ; and a clouded grey Declares that her course is run , And like a God who brings the day , Up mounts the glorious Sun. Soon as his light has ...
... song , And now it reigns above , around , As if it called the Ship along . The Moon is sunk ; and a clouded grey Declares that her course is run , And like a God who brings the day , Up mounts the glorious Sun. Soon as his light has ...
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... song in the eaves . His arms enclosed a blooming boy , Who listened with tears of sorrow and joy To the dangers his father had passed ; And his wife - by turns she wept and smiled , As she looked on the father of her child Returned to ...
... song in the eaves . His arms enclosed a blooming boy , Who listened with tears of sorrow and joy To the dangers his father had passed ; And his wife - by turns she wept and smiled , As she looked on the father of her child Returned to ...
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... While still from those that lead the van , a song , Whose chorus rends the inland cliffs afar , Tells that advance before that unarmed throng , Princes and chieftains , with a fearless smile , And CANTO II . 27 THE ISLE OF PALMS . 21.
... While still from those that lead the van , a song , Whose chorus rends the inland cliffs afar , Tells that advance before that unarmed throng , Princes and chieftains , with a fearless smile , And CANTO II . 27 THE ISLE OF PALMS . 21.
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... The light , the clouds , the sea , the gale , Around , below , above . And thus they sail , and sail along , Without one thought of fear ; As calm as if the boatman's song Awoke an echoing CANTO IL 29 THE ISLE OF PALMS .
... The light , the clouds , the sea , the gale , Around , below , above . And thus they sail , and sail along , Without one thought of fear ; As calm as if the boatman's song Awoke an echoing CANTO IL 29 THE ISLE OF PALMS .
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Page 407 - A CLOUD lay cradled near the setting sun ; A gleam of crimson tinged its braided snow : Long had I watched the glory moving on, O'er the still radiance of the lake below ; Tranquil its spirit seemed, and floated slow, E'en in its very motion there was rest ; While every breath of eve that chanced to blow, Wafted the traveller to the beauteous west.
Page 16 - Now is the ocean's bosom bare, Unbroken as the floating air ; The ship hath melted quite away, Like a struggling dream at break of day. No image meets my wandering eye, But the new-risen sun and the sunny sky.
Page 124 - This frame of dust, this feeble breath, The Plague may soon destroy ; We think on Thee, and feel in death A deep and awful joy. Dim is the light of vanished years In the glory yet to come ; O idle grief ! O foolish tears ! When Jesus calls us home. Like children for some bauble fair That weep themselves to rest ; We part with life — awake ! and there The jewel in our breast ! SCENE III.
Page 228 - Wafting up his own mountains that far-beaming head ; Or borne like a whirlwind down on the vale ? — Hail ! King of the wild and the beautiful ! — hail ! Hail ! Idol divine ! — whom Nature hath borne O'er a hundred hill-tops since the mists of the morn, Whom the pilgrim lone wandering on mountain and moor, As the vision glides by...
Page 226 - But when a stranger meets thy view, Glistens thine eye with wilder hue. A moment's thought who I may be, Blends with thy smiles of courtesy. Fair was that face as break of dawn, When o'er its beauty sleep was drawn Like a thin veil that half-concealed The light of soul, and half-revealed.
Page 228 - O'er the black silent forest piled lofty and lone — A throne which the eagle is glad to resign Unto footsteps so fleet and so fearless as thine. There the bright heather springs up in love of thy breast...
Page 401 - To whom belongs this valley fair, That sleeps beneath the filmy air, Even like a living thing ? Silent, — as infant at the breast, — Save a still sound that speaks of rest, That streamlet's murmuring ! The heavens appear to love this vale ; Here clouds with scarce-seen motion sail, Or 'mid the silence lie. By that blue arch, this beauteous earth Mid evening's hour of dewy mirth Seems bound unto the sky.
Page 31 - Oft as sea-breezes blow. The sun and clouds alone possess The joy of all that loveliness ; And sweetly to each other smile The live-long day — sun, cloud, and isle.