English Verse, Volumen2William James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard C. Scribner's Sons, 1883 |
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... grave and thoughtful strains . The son of a chaplain of George the Second , a Westminster scholar , and a solicitor of the Middle Temple , he had been crossed in love , had attempted his own life , and had been placed in the mad - house ...
... grave and thoughtful strains . The son of a chaplain of George the Second , a Westminster scholar , and a solicitor of the Middle Temple , he had been crossed in love , had attempted his own life , and had been placed in the mad - house ...
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... grave had closed over them , -- the perfect poet who has restored to us the gracious Arthur from his long slumber in the island valley of Avilion ; the subtle dramatist who has poured his own heart's blood into Sebald and Ottima ...
... grave had closed over them , -- the perfect poet who has restored to us the gracious Arthur from his long slumber in the island valley of Avilion ; the subtle dramatist who has poured his own heart's blood into Sebald and Ottima ...
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... Grave WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT : To a Water - Fowl .... To the Fringed Gentian ..... Hymn of the City .. ...... To the North Star ... The Third of November THOMAS CARLYLE : Adieu ! ...... JOHN HAMILTON REYNOLDS : Hour after Hour .... Song ...
... Grave WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT : To a Water - Fowl .... To the Fringed Gentian ..... Hymn of the City .. ...... To the North Star ... The Third of November THOMAS CARLYLE : Adieu ! ...... JOHN HAMILTON REYNOLDS : Hour after Hour .... Song ...
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... Grave of Burns 196 THOMAS OSBORNE DAVIS : The Welcome .. WILLIAM BELL SCOTT : The Norns watering Yggdrasill Parting and Meeting again ... Pygmalion Rose - Leaves WILLIAM JAMES LINTON : Bridal Song .... The Happy Land .. Iphigeneia at ...
... Grave of Burns 196 THOMAS OSBORNE DAVIS : The Welcome .. WILLIAM BELL SCOTT : The Norns watering Yggdrasill Parting and Meeting again ... Pygmalion Rose - Leaves WILLIAM JAMES LINTON : Bridal Song .... The Happy Land .. Iphigeneia at ...
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... grave shall open , quench the stars . O Silence ! are Man's noisy years No more than moments of thy life ? Is Harmony , bless'd queen of smiles and tears , With her smooth tones and discords just Temper'd into rapturous strife , Thy ...
... grave shall open , quench the stars . O Silence ! are Man's noisy years No more than moments of thy life ? Is Harmony , bless'd queen of smiles and tears , With her smooth tones and discords just Temper'd into rapturous strife , Thy ...
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Página 9 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower ; Then Nature said : " A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. " Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse ; and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power, To kindle or restrain.
Página 169 - HEAR the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Página 99 - Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu; And, happy melodist, unwearied, For ever piping songs for ever new; More happy love! more happy, happy love! For ever warm and still to be enjoy'd, For ever panting, and for ever young; All breathing human passion far above.
Página 99 - Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn ? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.
Página 173 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil : Still as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new...
Página 85 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire...
Página 256 - Till the sun grows cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold...
Página 90 - And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side? Wouldst thou me? — And I replied, No, not thee!
Página 192 - Never glad confident morning again ! Best fight on well, for we taught him — strike gallantly, Menace our heart ere we master his own; Then let him receive the new knowledge and wait us, Pardoned in heaven, the first by the throne ! 'HOW THEY BROUGHT THE GOOD NEWS FROM GHENT TO AIX...
Página 84 - My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone!