The Remains of Henry Kirke White of Nottingham with an Account of His Life, Volume 2Longmans, 1816 |
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... presents a source of chaste delight , And Nature bids for him her treasures flow , And gives to him alone his bliss to know , Why does he pant for Vice's deadly charms ? Why clasp the syren Pleasure to his arms ? And suck deep draughts ...
... presents a source of chaste delight , And Nature bids for him her treasures flow , And gives to him alone his bliss to know , Why does he pant for Vice's deadly charms ? Why clasp the syren Pleasure to his arms ? And suck deep draughts ...
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... present gloom , The verdant pathway breathing waste perfume ; These are thy charms , the joys which these impart Bind thee , blest Clifton ! close around my heart . Dear Native Grove ! where'er my devious track , To thee will Memory ...
... present gloom , The verdant pathway breathing waste perfume ; These are thy charms , the joys which these impart Bind thee , blest Clifton ! close around my heart . Dear Native Grove ! where'er my devious track , To thee will Memory ...
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... still the Fates the web of Misery weave ; So Hope exultant spreads her aëry sail , And from the present gloom the soul conveys To distant summers and far happier days . YE unseen spirits , whose wild melodies , At evening 108 To April.
... still the Fates the web of Misery weave ; So Hope exultant spreads her aëry sail , And from the present gloom the soul conveys To distant summers and far happier days . YE unseen spirits , whose wild melodies , At evening 108 To April.
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... present ; He hath no lapse , no past , no time to come ; He sees before him one eternal now . Time moveth not ! our being ' tis that moves : And we , swift gliding down life's rapid stream , Dream of swift ages and revolving years ...
... present ; He hath no lapse , no past , no time to come ; He sees before him one eternal now . Time moveth not ! our being ' tis that moves : And we , swift gliding down life's rapid stream , Dream of swift ages and revolving years ...
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... present to your readers . Thus the present passage in the Psalmist was in all probability in his mind when he wrote - And with mighty wings outspread , " Dove - like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss . " Par . Lost . L. 20. B. 1 . The ...
... present to your readers . Thus the present passage in the Psalmist was in all probability in his mind when he wrote - And with mighty wings outspread , " Dove - like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss . " Par . Lost . L. 20. B. 1 . The ...
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Page 130 - Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied. That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, — How...
Page 197 - He bowed the heavens also, and came down : and darkness was under His feet. And He rode upon a cherub, and did fly : yea, He did fly upon the wings of the wind.
Page 127 - Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the star of Bethlehem.
Page 131 - Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair. [Yet, though thou fade, From thy dead leaves let fragrance rise ; And teach the Maid That Goodness Time's rude hand defies ; That Virtue lives when Beauty dies.] HK WHITE. «I AM PLEASED, AND YET I'M SAD.
Page 127 - It was my guide, my light, my all, It bade my dark forebodings cease; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. Now safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star, the Star of Bethlehem.
Page 211 - Tis she ! — but why that bleeding bosom gor'd ' Why dimly gleams the visionary sword ? Oh ever beauteous, ever friendly ! tell, Is it in heaven a crime to love too well ? To bear too tender or too firm a heart, To act a Lover's or a Roman's part ? Is there no bright reversion in the sky For those...
Page 198 - THE Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens most high; And underneath his feet he cast The darkness of the sky. 2 On cherub and on cherubim, Full royally, he rode ; And on the wings of mighty winds Came flying all abroad.
Page 59 - ... Thou broodest on the calm that cheers the lands, And thou dost bear within thine awful hands The rolling thunders and the lightnings fleet, Stern on thy dark-wrought car of cloud, and wind, Thou guid'st the northern storm at night's dead noon, Or on the red wing of the fierce Monsoon, Disturb'st the sleeping giant of the Ind. ' In the drear silence of the polar span Dost thou repose ? or in the solitude Of sultry tracts, where the lone caravan Hears nightly howl the tiger's hungry brood ? Vain...
Page 199 - Parts it may ravage, but preserves the whole. On life's vast ocean diversely we sail, Reason the card, but Passion is the gale ; Nor God alone in the still calm we find, He mounts the storm, and walks upon the wind.
Page 126 - And thou wilt turn our wandering feet, And thou wilt bless our way ; Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall greet The dawn of lasting day.