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... lyre With nature's pathos , and with freedom's fire , Or on the tyrant's ears in music roll , To change the purpose of his gloomy soul ? For these the sage consumed his midnight oil , And patient study nurtured ceaseless toil ; For ...
... lyre With nature's pathos , and with freedom's fire , Or on the tyrant's ears in music roll , To change the purpose of his gloomy soul ? For these the sage consumed his midnight oil , And patient study nurtured ceaseless toil ; For ...
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... lyre Moved the live rocks , and quelled the tiger's ire ; How Runic bards prophetic ills foretold , And chanted witchery brought the age of gold . But hence such dreams ; truth's faithful page shall tell Of themes more glorious , than ...
... lyre Moved the live rocks , and quelled the tiger's ire ; How Runic bards prophetic ills foretold , And chanted witchery brought the age of gold . But hence such dreams ; truth's faithful page shall tell Of themes more glorious , than ...
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... lyres To chant his requiem , when the saint expires . ' But when the furies , waked from fitful sleep , From cloud to cloud in gathered lightnings leap , While sails on whirlwinds night's unholy form , His laugh the thunder , and his ...
... lyres To chant his requiem , when the saint expires . ' But when the furies , waked from fitful sleep , From cloud to cloud in gathered lightnings leap , While sails on whirlwinds night's unholy form , His laugh the thunder , and his ...
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... lyre to sweep , Calling light phantoms from the shadowy deep ; Or , rocked in storms , thy fearful hands to fling With hurried madness o'er the quivering string , The deepened notes of mystic sorcery swell , And wake strange concord ...
... lyre to sweep , Calling light phantoms from the shadowy deep ; Or , rocked in storms , thy fearful hands to fling With hurried madness o'er the quivering string , The deepened notes of mystic sorcery swell , And wake strange concord ...
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... , Till in full strains to her the song aspire , Queen of the thoughts , and empress of the lyre . END OF THE SECOND PART . NOTES ON THE FIRST PART . NOTE I. Hence o'er SOLITUDE . 129 So memory's train shall burst their magic trance, ...
... , Till in full strains to her the song aspire , Queen of the thoughts , and empress of the lyre . END OF THE SECOND PART . NOTES ON THE FIRST PART . NOTE I. Hence o'er SOLITUDE . 129 So memory's train shall burst their magic trance, ...
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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.