The Pleasures of HopeS. Low and Son, 1855 - Всего страниц: 58 |
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aerial bow afar bark Beauty's beneath BIRKET FOSTER brave bright charm child clime clouds of rosy deep woods earth ev'ning prayer fame father's felicity fields flow'rs friendless genius GEORGE THOMAS glittering HARRISON WEIR hath Heav'n Heav'n's command heav'nly HILL holy look hour howl from Oonalaska's infant Intrepid ling'ring lisps with holy lonely look his ev'ning lov'd lovelier manly midnight watch mingles mournful mother keeps murmurs Muse Nature's o'er Oonalaska's shore passion Peace pensive eye pictur'd pilgrim seeks thy pillar rose plead PLEASURES OF HOPE pow'r prophet's rapture rocks rosy hue sacred seeks thy summer sequester'd sigh silent watch slumb'ring smile song soul span spirit star steep stormy summer eve sweep sweet tear tempest thee thine thy command Thy heart thy summer bower Tumultuous untroubled vale viewless wand'rers watch the mournful waves way-worn pilgrim seeks where'er Wilt thou winds wing wolf's long howl
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Стр. 1 - AT summer eve, when Heaven's ethereal bow Spans with bright arch the glittering hills below, Why to yon mountain turns the musing eye, Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky ? Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear More sweet than all the landscape smiling near ?'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
Стр. 1 - Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue. Thus, with delight, we linger to survey The promised joys of life's unmeasured way ; Thus, from afar, each dim-discover'd scene More pleasing seems than all the past hath been; And every form that Fancy can repair From dark oblivion, glows divinely there.
Стр. 13 - Or gazing, mutely pensive, sits to hear The mournful ballad warbled in his ear ; How fondly looks admiring HOPE the while, At every artless tear, and every smile...
Стр. 1 - More pleasing seems than all the past hath been ! And every form, that fancy can repair From dark oblivion, glows divinely there. What potent spirit guides the raptured eye To pierce the shades of dim futurity...
Стр. 1 - Tis Nature pictured too severely true. With thee, sweet Hope, resides the heavenly light That pours remotest rapture on the sight; Thine is the charm of life's bewildered way, That calls each slumbering passion into play. Waked by thy touch, I see the sister band, On tiptoe watching, start at thy command, And fly where'er thy mandate bids them steer, To Pleasure's path, or Glory's bright career.
Стр. 5 - Poor child of danger, nursling of the storm, Sad are the woes that wreck thy manly form! Rocks, waves, and winds, the shattered bark delay; Thy heart is sad, thy home is far away.
Стр. 7 - Tis thine to search the boundless fields of fame ! Lo ! Newton, priest of nature, shines afar, Scans the wide world, and numbers every star ! Wilt thou, with him, mysterious rites apply, And watch the shrine with wonder-beaming eye ! Yes, thou shalt mark, with magic art profound, The speed of light, the circling march of sound ; With Franklin grasp the lightning's fiery wing, Or yield the lyre of Heaven another string.
Стр. 3 - Auspicious HOPE ! in thy sweet garden grow Wreaths for each toil, a charm for every woe ; Won by their sweets, in Nature's languid hour, The way-worn pilgrim seeks thy summer bower ; There, as the wild bee murmurs on the wing, What peaceful dreams thy handmaid spirits bring ! What viewless forms th' jEolian organ play, And sweep the furrow'd lines of anxious thought away.
Стр. 5 - To thee the heart its trembling homage yields, On stormy floods, and carnage-covered fields. When front to front the bannered hosts combine, Halt ere they close, and form the dreadful line ; When all is still...
Стр. 1 - Tis Nature pictured too severely true. "With thee, sweet HOPE ! resides the heavenly light, That pours remotest rapture on the sight : Thine is the charm of life's bewilder'd way, That calls each slumbering passion into play.