Nugae Canorae: PoemsJ. and A. Arch, 1819 - 332 páginas |
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... warm my heart once more , That wont to prompt th ' enthusiastic tear , And raise my restless soul when your wild scenes were near ! Sure ye who viewless range those prospects blest , And A Poetical Effusion written after a Journey into ...
... warm my heart once more , That wont to prompt th ' enthusiastic tear , And raise my restless soul when your wild scenes were near ! Sure ye who viewless range those prospects blest , And A Poetical Effusion written after a Journey into ...
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... warm with many a mystic thrill The pure poetic fancy ! -Oh ! deign still Those high , those speechless pleasures to renew , Let Memory trace each scene with faithful skill , And let Imagination's fervour true , With no dim tints recal ...
... warm with many a mystic thrill The pure poetic fancy ! -Oh ! deign still Those high , those speechless pleasures to renew , Let Memory trace each scene with faithful skill , And let Imagination's fervour true , With no dim tints recal ...
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... warm afresh with joy , Affliction's bosom chill ! And you , ye shadowy spirits , that unseen All wildly glance those fabled scenes among , Whose solemn voices , oft Night's conscious queen Salute with murmur sweet , and mystic song ...
... warm afresh with joy , Affliction's bosom chill ! And you , ye shadowy spirits , that unseen All wildly glance those fabled scenes among , Whose solemn voices , oft Night's conscious queen Salute with murmur sweet , and mystic song ...
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... warm , The glow poetic , and the wild alarm , That ever wait , enchanting scenes ! on you . She often sees your hanging wood Wave on the mountain's brow , And kens your mild reflecting flood Sleep in the vale below , With feelings ...
... warm , The glow poetic , and the wild alarm , That ever wait , enchanting scenes ! on you . She often sees your hanging wood Wave on the mountain's brow , And kens your mild reflecting flood Sleep in the vale below , With feelings ...
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... Adorns of nature the expressive face With many a sweeter charm , And hues divinely warm , - Bids the torrent as it flows In the vale below repose , Bids the glowing car of day Shed a soft attemper'd 6 ODE TO DERWENTWATER .
... Adorns of nature the expressive face With many a sweeter charm , And hues divinely warm , - Bids the torrent as it flows In the vale below repose , Bids the glowing car of day Shed a soft attemper'd 6 ODE TO DERWENTWATER .
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Términos y frases comunes
agony Ajax Alcyone Ambleside Arethuse arms Author beneath bless blest bliss bosom breast breathe breeze canst Ceyx CHARLES LLOYD charms cheek clouds dear despair dost thou doth dream dwell e'en earth fancy fantastic fears feel forms gleam gloom grace grassy head haply happiness hast hath haunts heart Heaven holy hope hour hues human inglorius Italian language life's living lonely look lov'd malè meek mind mirth mountain murmur nature Nature's ne'er Nessus o'er oh Father Ovid pale pang passion peace pines pity poem poor prayer raptures reach of love river Brathay rocks scene seek seem'd sense shed sigh silent Skiddaw smiles solitude SONNET Sonnet 24 Sonnet 36 sorrow sought soul spirit stream sublime sweet swell tears tempests thee thine things thought tide trembling Twas voice warm waves weep wild winds
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Página 127 - ... a sterile promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Página 94 - In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun ; which is as a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, and rejoiceth as a strong man to run a race. His going forth is from the end of the heaven, and his circuit unto the ends of it : and there is nothing hid from the heat thereof.
Página 170 - Sonnets appear to me the most exquisite, in which moral sentiments, affections, or feelings, are deduced from, and associated with, the scenery of Nature.
Página 127 - ... this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Página 170 - In a Sonnet then we require a development of some lonely feeling, by whatever cause it may have been excited...
Página 136 - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream: The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Página 62 - Of tenderest grass, sts island circlet sprea"d ! This man did rear a hut, and lived and died In that lone dell ! He had no friend on earth, Nor wanted one — For much he lov'd his God, And much those works which e'en the lonely man May taste abundantly ! And he did think So oft on life's great Author, that at last He worshipp'd him in all things, and believ'd His poorest creatures holy, and could see " Religious meanings in the forms of nature...
Página 125 - Betrayed that the pulse of each heart Of my feet's stealing fall knew the speech ; While all would not let me depart, Till the kiss was bestowed upon each ; By the boy,* who, when walking and musing, And thinking myself quite alone, Would follow the path I was...
Página xv - But those frequent songs throughout the law and prophets beyond all these, not in their divine argument alone, but in the very critical art of composition, may be easily made appear over all the kinds of lyric poesy to be incomparable.
Página 29 - There is a time When first sensation paints the burning cheek, Fills the moist eye, and quickens the keen pulse, That mystic meanings half conceiv'd invest The simplest forms, and all doth speak, all lives To the eager heart ! At such a time to me Thou cam'st, dear holiday ! Thy twilight glooms Mysterious thoughts awaken'd, and I mus'd As if possest, yea felt as I had known The dawn of inspiration. Then the days Were sanctified by feeling, all around Of an indwelling presence darkly spake. Silence...