Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry: Vol. XII.

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John Bell, 1790 - Всего страниц: 175
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Стр. 103 - THY spirit, Independence ! let me share, Lord of the lion-heart and eagle-eye ; Thy steps I follow with my bosom bare, Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky.
Стр. 75 - O lover of the desert, hail ! Say, in what deep and pathless vale, Or on what hoary mountain's side...
Стр. 24 - ... as a giant, run his race : Behold the moon exert her light, As blushing bride on her love-night : Behold the sister starry train. Her bridemaids, mount the azure plain. See where the snows their treasures keep ; The chambers where the loud winds sleep ; Where the collected rains abide Till heaven set all its windows wide. Precipitate from high to pour And drown in violence of show'r : Or gently strain'd they wash the earth, And give the tender fruits a birth.
Стр. 145 - Through this still valley let me stray, Rapt in some strain of pensive GRAY: Whose lofty genius bears along The conscious dignity of Song; And, scorning from the sacred store To waste a note on Pride or Power, Roves...
Стр. 155 - ARENT of joy! heart-easing Mirth! Whether of Venus or Aurora born, Yet goddess sure of heavenly birth, Visit benign a son of grief forlorn, Thy glittering colours gay, Around him, Mirth, display: And o'er his raptur'd sense Diffuse thy living influence: So shall each hill, in purer green array'd, And flower-adorn'd, in new-born beauty glow;' The grove shall smooth the horrors of the shade, And streams in murmurs shall forget to flow.
Стр. 76 - PEACE resort, And VENUS keeps her festive court, Where MIRTH and YOUTH each evening meet, And lightly trip with nimble feet, Nodding their lily-crowned heads, Where LAUGHTER rose-lip'd HEBE leads...
Стр. 107 - Taste unspoil'd the frugal table spread, And Industry supply the humble store, And Sleep unbribed his dews refreshing shed ; White-mantled Innocence, ethereal sprite ! Shall chase far off the goblins of the night, And Independence o'er the day preside, Propitious power ! my patron and my pride ! 120 SONG.
Стр. 104 - Heaven's name urged the infernal blow ; And red the stream began to flow : The vanquish'd were baptized with blood. («) ANTISTROPHE. The Saxon prince in horror fled From altars stain'd with human gore ; And Liberty his routed legions led In safety to the bleak Norwegian shore. There in a cave asleep she lay, Lull'd by the hoarse-resounding main ; When a bold savage past that way, Impell'd by Destiny, his name Disdain.
Стр. 155 - And weak the' uplifted arm of Tyranny. The Morning opes on high His universal eye; And on the world doth pour His glories in a golden shower ! Lo ! Darkness trembling 'fore the hostile ray, Shrinks to the cavern deep and wood forlorn: The brood obscene, that own her gloomy sway Troop in her rear, and fly the
Стр. 109 - gainst thine and Freedom's foes. IV. Pointed with Satire's keenest steel, The shafts of Wit he darts around ; E'en mitred Dulness learns to feel, And shrinks beneath the wound. In awful poverty his honest Muse Walks forth vindictive through a venal land : In vain Corruption sheds her golden dews, In vain Oppression lifts her iron hand ; He scorns them both, and, arm'd with Truth alone, Bids Lust and Folly tremble on the throne.

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