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... E'er thro the soul diffused a deadly power , That scene were here , when midnight's startling chill Crawls o'er the flesh in mockery of the will ! Yet deem not hence , distempered fancy led Such lonely rituals o'er sepulchered dead ...
... E'er thro the soul diffused a deadly power , That scene were here , when midnight's startling chill Crawls o'er the flesh in mockery of the will ! Yet deem not hence , distempered fancy led Such lonely rituals o'er sepulchered dead ...
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... e'er those souls confine , ( 9 ) Who draw rich transport from invention's mine ? Who firm in virtué perils joy to share , And gain fresh ardor from increased despair ? Theirs is the light , whose brilliant tints impart Life SOLITUDE . 83.
... e'er those souls confine , ( 9 ) Who draw rich transport from invention's mine ? Who firm in virtué perils joy to share , And gain fresh ardor from increased despair ? Theirs is the light , whose brilliant tints impart Life SOLITUDE . 83.
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... e'er with fondest love Sought the deep glen , and lingered in the grove ; There mid the sylvan shades her temples reared , By silence hallowed , and by glooms endeared ; For there her guardian gods in mystic lays Unfolded heavenly ...
... e'er with fondest love Sought the deep glen , and lingered in the grove ; There mid the sylvan shades her temples reared , By silence hallowed , and by glooms endeared ; For there her guardian gods in mystic lays Unfolded heavenly ...
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... care , And cheers with tales of love his favorite fair . Blest haunts of nature , where contentment's reign Breathes smiling pleasures o'er the healthy plain , May no rude ruffian e'er your peace annoy , Or 106 POWER OF.
... care , And cheers with tales of love his favorite fair . Blest haunts of nature , where contentment's reign Breathes smiling pleasures o'er the healthy plain , May no rude ruffian e'er your peace annoy , Or 106 POWER OF.
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A Poem. In Two Parts Joseph Story. May no rude ruffian e'er your peace annoy , Or blight the blossoms of domestic joy . Yet nursed too long e'en SOLITUDE may shed A sickly musing , and distempered dread , On souls of softer mould with ...
A Poem. In Two Parts Joseph Story. May no rude ruffian e'er your peace annoy , Or blight the blossoms of domestic joy . Yet nursed too long e'en SOLITUDE may shed A sickly musing , and distempered dread , On souls of softer mould with ...
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anguish bard beauty BELISARIUS bend bless blest bliss blush breast breathes bright burst CALIPH calm CALYPSO Chamois charms cheek cheer cherub confest dark dead death deep despair dews divine dreams DRUID E'en e'er embrio enchantment fame fancy fancy's fate faultering flower fond genius gloom glowing grace grandeur grave grief grove hallowed HALLOWEEN haunts heart heaven holy hope horror hour hymn JOSEPH STORY KELPIE life's light lingering lonely lore LUCAN lyre melancholy memory's mind MONODY mourn muse NOTE nymphs o'er passion peace pensive PETRARCH PHARSALIA poem praise pride pure rapture reign retired rites roll round rude sacred scene SECLUSION's shades shed sigh sleep smile soft song sooth sorrow soul spirit sprite strains sublime sullen sway sweet swells tears tender thee thine thou thought thro tomb tranquil trembling truth twilight VAUCLUSE virtue voice wake weep Whence wild youth
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Page 142 - To pay the mournful tribute of his tears ? Oh ! he will tell thee, that the wealth of worlds Should ne'er seduce his bosom to forego That sacred hour...
Page 142 - Oh ! he will tell thee, that the wealth of worlds Should ne'er seduce his bosom to forego That sacred hour, when, stealing from the noise Of care and envy, sweet remembrance soothes With Virtue's kindest looks his aching breast, And turns his tears to rapture.
Page 140 - Say, dost thou mourn thy ravish'd mate, That oft enamour'd on thy strains has hung ? Or has the cruel hand of Fate Bereft thee of thy darling young ? Alas, for both I weep...
Page 127 - The attention : backward thro' her mazy walks Guiding the wanton fancy to her scope, To temples, courts or fields ; with all the band Of painted forms, of passions and designs Attendant : whence, if pleasing in itself, The prospect from that sweet accession gains Redoubled influence o'er the listening mind.
Page 129 - Latini, et quo quemque modo fugiatque feratque laborem. sunt geminae Somni portae, quarum altera fertur cornea, qua veris facilis datur exitus umbris, altera candenti perfecta nitens elephanto, sed falsa ad caelum mittunt insomnia Manes.
Page 148 - ... of millions are devoted to the service of a despotic prince, whose laws are blindly obeyed, and whose wishes are instantly gratified. Our imagination is dazzled by the splendid picture; and whatever may be the cool dictates of reason, there are few among us who would obstinately refuse a trial of the comforts and the cares of royalty.
Page 139 - This music crept by me upon the waters, Allaying both their fury and my passion With its sweet air : thence I have follow'd it, Or it hath drawn me rather.