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... wall design'd , 70 Bade them protect his Albion's chalky steep , And claim allegiance from the subject deep . Go thou , when eve her silent sway resumes , And pensive stray through Walmer's ancient rooms , While fades the last slant ray ...
... wall design'd , 70 Bade them protect his Albion's chalky steep , And claim allegiance from the subject deep . Go thou , when eve her silent sway resumes , And pensive stray through Walmer's ancient rooms , While fades the last slant ray ...
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... walls reflect the pearly stream , And balmier steals the sigh , which Zephyr's love Breathes in soft rapture to the listening grove . Not fairer show'd the scene , when Greece was free , And Corinth's towers o'erlook'd a double sea ; Or ...
... walls reflect the pearly stream , And balmier steals the sigh , which Zephyr's love Breathes in soft rapture to the listening grove . Not fairer show'd the scene , when Greece was free , And Corinth's towers o'erlook'd a double sea ; Or ...
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... wall ; From her gray towers the tumult shrank afar , And Peace found refuge at the shrine of War . Again o'er Albion's coast the storm - clouds loom , Rough rise the waves , and deeper spreads the gloom , Nor power can check , nor ...
... wall ; From her gray towers the tumult shrank afar , And Peace found refuge at the shrine of War . Again o'er Albion's coast the storm - clouds loom , Rough rise the waves , and deeper spreads the gloom , Nor power can check , nor ...
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... wall with martial relics stored ; 215 220 224 Peace speeds her dove - wing'd flight from shore to shore , And Hope would fain persuade that strife shall be no more . But let not thus inaction dim the blade , 231 Nor caution fail , nor ...
... wall with martial relics stored ; 215 220 224 Peace speeds her dove - wing'd flight from shore to shore , And Hope would fain persuade that strife shall be no more . But let not thus inaction dim the blade , 231 Nor caution fail , nor ...
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... wall , A mighty shield , to check barbaric rage , And mock the wonder of a feebler age . Down the long vista of thine ancient reign The gaze of Hist'ry's muse may toil in vain , Trace the proud line of monarchs , and explore The dim ...
... wall , A mighty shield , to check barbaric rage , And mock the wonder of a feebler age . Down the long vista of thine ancient reign The gaze of Hist'ry's muse may toil in vain , Trace the proud line of monarchs , and explore The dim ...
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Page 40 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly. If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Page 38 - Alas, alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once ; And He, that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy : how would you be, If He, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are ? O, think on that ; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Page 42 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels trumpet-tongued against The deep damnation of his taking-off; And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim horsed Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
Page 7 - Tis morn; but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye Brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave! Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry! Few, few shall part, where many meet! The snow shall be their winding-sheet, And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Page 7 - And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Page 46 - To know who's fit to feed them; have no house, No family, no care, and therefore mould Tales for men's ears, to bait that sense; or get Kitchen-invention, and some stale receipts To please the belly, and the groin; nor those, With their court dog-tricks, that can fawn and fleer, Make their revenue out of legs02 and faces, Echo my lord, and lick away a moth...
Page 44 - mongst clods and clodpoles, here on earth. I muse, the mystery was not made a science, It is so liberally prof est! almost All the wise world is little else, in nature, But parasites or sub-parasites.
Page 42 - Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps ittelf And falls on the other.
Page 40 - d jump the life to come. But in these cases We still have judgment here ; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor : This even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poisoned chalice To our own lips.
Page 40 - He's here in double trust : First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed ; then, as his host. Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife mysell.