The British Poets: Including Translations ...

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C. Whittingham, 1822
 

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Стр. 68 - The beechen cup, unstained with wine, — I scorn the gay licentious crowd, Nor heed the toys that deck the proud. Within my limits, lone and still, The blackbird pipes in artless trill ; Fast by my couch, congenial guest, The wren has wove her mossy nest : From busy scenes and brighter skies, To lurk with innocence, she flies, Here hopes in safe repose to dwell, Nor aught suspects the sylvan cell.
Стр. 94 - O'er the wave our weapons play'd, And made the dancing billows glow ; High upon the trophied prow, Many a warrior minstrel swung His sounding harp, and boldly sung — ' Syrian virgins, wail and weep, English Richard ploughs the deep ! Tremble, watchmen, as ye spy, From distant towers, with anxious eye, The radiant range of shield and lance Down Damascus' hills advance : From Sion's turrets as afar Ye ken the march of Europe's war!
Стр. 151 - Why did I sell my college life," He cries, " for benefice and wife ? Return, ye days, when endless pleasure I found in reading, or in leisure ! When calm around the common room I puffd my daily pipe's perfume ! Rode for a stomach, and inspected, At annual bottlings, corks selected : And din'd untax'd, untroubled, under The portrait of our pious founder ! When...
Стр. 102 - His champions, on a milk-white steed, From the battle's hurricane, Bore him to Joseph's towered fane, In the fair vale of Avalon :* There, with chanted orison, And the long blaze of tapers clear, The stoled fathers met the bier : Through the dim aisles, in order dread Of martial woe, the chief they led, And deep intomb'd in holy ground, Before the altar's solemn bound.
Стр. 92 - Fraught with a transient frozen shower, If a cloud should haply lower, Sailing o'er the landscape dark, Mute on a sudden is the lark ; But when gleams the sun again O'er the pearl-besprinkled plain, And from behind his watery vail...
Стр. 150 - But the rich prize no sooner got, Again he quarrels with his lot : " These fellowships are pretty things, We live indeed like petty kings : But who can bear to waste his whole age Amid the...
Стр. 56 - ... wear the palmy crown Of patient faith, and yet so fiercely frown ; Ye Angels, that from clouds of gold recline, But boast no semblance to a race divine ; Ye Tragic Tales of legendary lore, That draw devotion's ready tear no more ; Ye Martyrdoms of unenlighten'd days ; Ye Miracles, that now no wonder raise ; Shapes, that with one broad glare the gazer strike, Kings, Bishops, Nuns, Apostles, all alike ! Ye Colours, that the...
Стр. 60 - Nor undelightful is the solemn noon Of night, when, haply wakeful, from my couch I start: lo, all is motionless around! Roars not the rushing wind; the sons of men And every beast in mute oblivion lie; All Nature's hushed in silence and in sleep: O then how fearful is it to reflect That through the still globe's awful solitude No being wakes but me!
Стр. 132 - Piety displays Her mouldering roll, the piercing eye explores New manners, and the pomp of elder days, Whence culls the pensive bard his pictured stores. Nor rough nor barren are the winding ways Of hoar antiquity, but strown with flowers.
Стр. 92 - Illumined smiles with newborn grace; The misty streams that wind below With silver-sparkling lustre glow ; The groves and castled cliffs appear Invested all in radiance clear; O! every village charm beneath 1 The smoke that mounts in azure .wreath ! O beauteous, rural interchange ! The simple spire, and elmy grange!

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