The Literary Remains of Catherine Maria Fanshawe: With Notes by the Late Rev. William Harness, Volumen876B.M. Pickering, 1876 - 79 páginas |
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Página 48 - Here plays gay plumage of a thousand dyes — Visions of beauty, spare my aching eyes ! Ye cumbrous fashions, crowd not on my head '. Mine be the chip of purest white, Swan-like, and as her feathers light When on the still wave spread; And let it wear the graceful dress Of unadorned simpleness. Ah ! frugal wish; ah ! pleasing thought; Ah ! hope indulged in vain; Of modest fancy cheaply bought, A stranger yet to Payne. With undissembled grief I tell, — For sorrow never comes too late, — The simplest...
Página 55 - Twas muttered in Hell, And echo caught faintly The sound as it fell. On the confines of earth 'Twas permitted to rest, And the depths of the ocean Its presence confessed.
Página 69 - Tis neither broad nor narrow; It winds a little here and there — It winds about like any hare; And then it holds as straight a course As, on the turnpike road, a horse, Or, through the air, an arrow. The trees that grow upon the shore Have grown a hundred years or more; So long there is no knowing: Old Daniel Dobson does not know When first those trees began to grow; But still they grew, and grew, and grew...
Página 56 - Without it the soldier, the seaman may roam, But woe to the wretch who expels it from home. In the whispers of conscience its voice will be found, Nor e'en in the whirlwind of passion be drowned.
Página 70 - Have reared their stately heads so high, And clothed their boughs with green; Their leaves the dews of evening quaff, — And when the wind blows loud and keen, I've seen the jolly timbers laugh, And shake their sides with merry glee — Wagging their heads in mockery.
Página 29 - Above, below, from head to toe, Male and female awkwardness. Without a hoop, without a ruffle, One eternal jig and shuffle ; Where's the air, and where's the gait ? Where's the feather in the hat ? Where's...
Página 49 - That searches ev'ry plan, Who keep the old, or buy the new, Shall end where they began. Alike the shabby and the gay Must meet the sun's meridian ray ; The air, the dust, the damp. This, shall the sudden shower despoil ; That slow decay by gradual soil ; Those, envious boxes cramp. Who will, their squander'd gold may pay ; Who will, our taste deride ; We'll scorn the fashion of the day With philosophic pride.
Página 46 - O'er-canopies the nose ; Where'er, with smooth and silken pile, Lingering in solemn pause awhile, The crimson velvet glows; From some high bench's giddy brink, With me, my friend begins to think, As bolt upright we sit, That dress, like dogs, should have its day, That beavers are too hot for May, And velvets quite unfit. Then Taste, in maxims sweet, I draw From her unerring lip — . " How light ! how simple are the straw ! How delicate the chip !" Hush'd is the speaker's powerful voice, The audience...
Página 7 - Th' unhallow'd form of Katherine ; And there the Gorgon image plants, — Palladium of the termagants. He form'd it of the rudest ore That lay in his exhaustless store, Nor from the crackling furnace drew, Which still the breath of genius blew, Till (to preserve the bright allusion) The mass was in a state of fusion ; Then cast it in a Grecian mould, Once...
Página 55 - When 'tis riven asunder, Be seen in the lightning And heard in the thunder. 'Twas allotted to man With his earliest breath, It assists at his birth And attends him in death. Presides o'er his happiness, Honour, and health; Is the prop of his house And the end of his wealth.