The Remains of Henry Kirke White, of Nottingham, Late of St. John's College, Cambridge

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Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1822 - Всего страниц: 320
 

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Стр. xiii - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life. "But not the praise...
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Стр. 85 - I thought how pleasant were the morn Of silence, in the solitude ; To hear the forest bee on wing ; Or by the stream, or woodland spring, To lie and muse alone — alone, While the tinkling waters moan, Or such wild sounds arise, as say, Man and noise are far away. Now, surely, thought I...
Стр. 102 - Amid the deepening gloom, We, soldiers of an injured King, Are marching to the tomb. 2 There, when the turmoil is no more, And all our powers decay, Our cold remains in solitude Shall sleep the years away.
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Стр. 100 - Ye nations, bend, in reverence bend; Ye monarchs, wait His nod; And bid the choral song ascend, To celebrate our God.
Стр. 102 - Are marching to the tomb. 2 There, when the turmoil is no more, And all our powers decay, Our cold remains in solitude Shall sleep the years away. 3 Our labors done, securely laid In this our last retreat, Unheeded o'er our silent dust The storms of life shall beat.
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