Poetic Gleanings, from Modern Writers: With Some Original PiecesHarvey and Darton, 1827 - Всего страниц: 160 |
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... And blossoms every where . On waste and woodland , rock and plain , Its humble buds unheeded rise ; The Rose has but a summer reign , The DAISY never dies . MISSIONARY HYMN . BY HEBER . FROM Greenland's icy mountains 2 A FIELD FLOWER .
... And blossoms every where . On waste and woodland , rock and plain , Its humble buds unheeded rise ; The Rose has but a summer reign , The DAISY never dies . MISSIONARY HYMN . BY HEBER . FROM Greenland's icy mountains 2 A FIELD FLOWER .
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... rocks for us did frame A temple where to sound his name . " Oh ! let our voice his praise exalt , Till it arrive at Heaven's vault ; Which then , perhaps , rebounding , may Echo beyond the Mexique Bay . " Thus sang they in the English ...
... rocks for us did frame A temple where to sound his name . " Oh ! let our voice his praise exalt , Till it arrive at Heaven's vault ; Which then , perhaps , rebounding , may Echo beyond the Mexique Bay . " Thus sang they in the English ...
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... rock him too and fro , The thunder loudly rave ; The ligntnings flash , the waves below May yawn an opening grave ; Yet with him to his post may climb The germs of sentiment sublime . Of danger brav'd , of honour won By confidence and ...
... rock him too and fro , The thunder loudly rave ; The ligntnings flash , the waves below May yawn an opening grave ; Yet with him to his post may climb The germs of sentiment sublime . Of danger brav'd , of honour won By confidence and ...
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... These native scenes , these rocks , and torrents grey ; The tall bananas , whispering to the breeze ; The shores , the sound of those encirling seas , Heard from his infant days , and the pil'd heap 27 Lament of Abba Thullé Bowles.
... These native scenes , these rocks , and torrents grey ; The tall bananas , whispering to the breeze ; The shores , the sound of those encirling seas , Heard from his infant days , and the pil'd heap 27 Lament of Abba Thullé Bowles.
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... With painted shells , and sparkling paddles , glide : I linger on the desert rock alone , Heartless , and cry for thee , my Son ! my Son ! INSCRIPTION At the entrance of a Burial - ground for D 2 THE LAMENT OF ABBA THULLE . 29.
... With painted shells , and sparkling paddles , glide : I linger on the desert rock alone , Heartless , and cry for thee , my Son ! my Son ! INSCRIPTION At the entrance of a Burial - ground for D 2 THE LAMENT OF ABBA THULLE . 29.
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art thou Autumn azure skies beam beauty beneath bird blast Bless bloom blossoms boughs bower breast breath breeze Brentford bright brow calm cheer CIII cloud Cripplegate cup and ball dark dear death delight doth drear drooping earth EDMESTON eternal fade fix'd flowers gale gaz'd gaze gleams glory golden ear grave green grove hand hark hast hath heart heaven Highland hill hills holy Hottentot Boy hour infant land leaves life's light little hour lonely Lord lov'd mighty morn mountain bell mountains nest night o'er painted skins pale pass'd PSALM rest rill round rude scene seem'd serene shade simple plan sing SKIDDAW skies sleep smile soar soft song soul spirit spread Star of Bethlehem storm summer sweet tear thee thine thou art tree vale voice W. B. CLARKE wave weary wild wind wing wintry woods youth
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Стр. vii - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown : The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone.
Стр. 2 - Apples plants of such a price, No Tree could ever bear them twice. With Cedars chosen by his hand, From Lebanon he stores the Land. And makes the hollow Seas, that roar, Proclaim the Ambergris on shore.
Стр. 12 - So fades a summer cloud away, So sinks the gale when storms are o'er, So gently shuts the eye of day, So dies a wave along the shore.
Стр. vi - The purple heath and golden broom, On moory mountains catch the gale, O'er lawns the lily sheds perfume, The violet in the vale; But this bold floweret climbs the hill, Hides in the forest, haunts the glen, Plays on the margin of the rill, Peeps round the fox's den.
Стр. 32 - The auburn nut that held thee, swallowing down Thy yet close-folded latitude of boughs And all thine embryo vastness at a gulp.
Стр. 82 - Disasters, do the best we can, Will reach both great and small And he is oft the wisest man, Who is not wise at all.
Стр. 40 - Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem : But one alone the Saviour speaks ; It is the Star of Bethlehem.
Стр. 85 - THE GREEN LINNET BENEATH these fruit-tree boughs that shed Their snow-white blossoms on my head, With brightest sunshine round me spread Of spring's unclouded weather, In this sequestered nook how sweet To sit upon my orchard-seat ! And birds and flowers once more to greet. My last year's friends together.
Стр. 19 - Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, Thou dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot: Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remembered not.
Стр. 84 - And, as a fagot sparkles on the hearth, Not less if unattended and alone, Than when both young and old sit gathered round, And take delight in its activity, Even so this happy creature of herself Is all-sufficient; solitude to her Is blithe society; she fills the air With gladness and involuntary songs.