The Literary souvenir; or, Cabinet of poetry and romance, ed. by A.A. Watts. [on large paper].

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Alaric Alexander Watts
1833

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Стр. 54 - A something, light as air — a look, A word unkind or wrongly taken — Oh! love, that tempests never shook, A breath, a touch like this hath shaken.
Стр. 57 - Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil, For thy rod and thy staff they comfort me And I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
Стр. 251 - Of ancient Time; and haply, while he scans The ruins, with a silent tear revolves The fame and fortune of imperious Rome. You too, O Nymphs, and your unenvious aid The rural powers confess ; and still prepare For you their choicest treasures. Pan commands, Oft as the Delian king with...
Стр. 37 - Fair scenes for childhood's opening bloom, For sportive youth to stray in ; For manhood to enjoy his strength ; And age to wear away in...
Стр. 101 - Tia well that ye should hear. I dwelt in a hall of silvery pearl, "With rainbow light inlaid; I sate on a throne, as old as the sea, Of the ruby coral made. The old carbuncle lit the dome Where I was sworn a king; And my crown was wrought of the pale sea gold, And so was my fairy ring. And she who was set on my right hand, As the morning star was fair; She was clothed in a robe of shadowy light, And veiled by her golden hair. They made me king of the Fairy Isles That lie in the golden mist, Wher&the...
Стр. 252 - The Muses (sacred by their gifts divine) In early days did to my wondering sense Their secrets oft reveal : oft my rais'd ear In slumber felt their music : oft at noon Or hour of sunset, by some lonely stream, In field or shady grove, they taught me words Of power from death and envy to preserve [mind, The good man's name.
Стр. 252 - His footsteps ; and with your unsullied streams His lips will bathe : whether the eternal lore Of Themis, or the majesty of Jove, To mortals he reveal ; or teach his lyre The unenvied guerdon of the patriot's toils, In those unfading islands of the blessed, Where sacred bards abide.
Стр. 104 - And poured out fairy wine. The wine of the old sea-vintage red, That was made long years ago, More rich than the blood in kingly veins, Yet pure and cool as snow. I loved that idle life for a time ; But when that time was by, I pined again for another change, For the love in a human eye. They brought me then a glorious form, And gave her for my bride ; I looked on her, and straight forgot That I was to earth allied. I snatched the crown they offered me ; I forgot what I had been ; I snatched the...
Стр. 21 - Time cannot thin thy flowing hair, Nor take one ray of light from Thee ; For in my Fancy thou dost share The gift of immortality...

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