The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive PoetryAlaric Alexander Watts Wells and Lilly, 1828 - Всего страниц: 395 |
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... Youth . By Miss M. J. Jewsbury A Farewell Sonnet on Contemplating the Miniature of a De- Duty and Pleasure . By Mrs. Piozzi Ellen , a Fragment . By L. E. L. Song of a German Troubadour . Translated by William Roscoe , Esq . The ...
... Youth . By Miss M. J. Jewsbury A Farewell Sonnet on Contemplating the Miniature of a De- Duty and Pleasure . By Mrs. Piozzi Ellen , a Fragment . By L. E. L. Song of a German Troubadour . Translated by William Roscoe , Esq . The ...
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... youth she drove To seek a grave for ill - requited love- Sees all the worth she would not see before , And bears in turn the agonies he bore . A Father brings the outcast boy to mind His sternness forced to brave the waves and wind ...
... youth she drove To seek a grave for ill - requited love- Sees all the worth she would not see before , And bears in turn the agonies he bore . A Father brings the outcast boy to mind His sternness forced to brave the waves and wind ...
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... youth was left -- the lightning as it sped Showed those who baulked the Sea - dog of the dead , - Fling forth the coil he shivering grasped -- and now , While some shade back the tangle from his brow , An age - worn man that freezing ...
... youth was left -- the lightning as it sped Showed those who baulked the Sea - dog of the dead , - Fling forth the coil he shivering grasped -- and now , While some shade back the tangle from his brow , An age - worn man that freezing ...
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... youth falls prostrate - reft Of senses that had maddened were they left ; The hardened fool , whose life of enterprise Long verged on death , in drunken frenzy dies ; And helpless woman's wail , upon the wave , Pleads at the heart ...
... youth falls prostrate - reft Of senses that had maddened were they left ; The hardened fool , whose life of enterprise Long verged on death , in drunken frenzy dies ; And helpless woman's wail , upon the wave , Pleads at the heart ...
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... Youth and Beauty bound on board ; And , while they wondering gaze on sail and shroud , The flag flaps o'er them like a crimson cloud , Young Pleasure kissed each heart ! From Persia's loom An ample awning spread its purple bloom To ...
... Youth and Beauty bound on board ; And , while they wondering gaze on sail and shroud , The flag flaps o'er them like a crimson cloud , Young Pleasure kissed each heart ! From Persia's loom An ample awning spread its purple bloom To ...
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BARRY CORNWALL beam beauty beneath bird Blackwood's Magazine bliss bloom blue blush bosom bower breast breath bright brow calm charm cheek clouds dark dead dear death deep dreams earth fade fair Farewell fate feel flame fled flowers gaze gentle GEORGE CROLY gleam gloom glory glow gone grave green grief hast hath heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre hope HORACE SMITH hour kiss life's light lips Literary Gazette London Magazine lonely look LORD BYRON love's loveliness lute lyre morning murmur ne'er never night o'er pale PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY rose round S. T. COLERIDGE scene shade shed shine shore sigh silent sleep slumber smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit star storm stream sweet swell tears thee thine thou art thought tomb Twas voice wandering wave weep wild winds wing young youth
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Стр. 95 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little hell reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him...
Стр. 95 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Стр. 214 - Now by the lips of those ye love, fair gentlemen of France, Charge for the Golden Lilies — upon them with the lance. A thousand spurs are striking deep, a thousand spears in rest, A thousand knights are pressing close behind the snow-white crest ; And in they burst, and on they rushed, while, like a guiding star, Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre.
Стр. 102 - I ARISE from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me — who knows how?
Стр. 214 - D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, "Remember St. Bartholomew!" was passed from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, "No Frenchman is my foe: Down, down with every foreigner, but let your brethren go.
Стр. 89 - Seek out— less often sought than found — A soldier's grave, for thee the best; Then look around, and choose thy ground, And take thy rest.
Стр. 121 - We have, above ground, seen some strange mutations : The Roman empire has begun and ended, New worlds have risen, we have lost old nations ; And countless kings have into dust been humbled, While not a fragment of thy flesh has crumbled.
Стр. 71 - TRIUMPHAL arch, that fill'st the sky When storms prepare to part, I ask not proud philosophy To teach me what thou art. Still seem, as to my childhood's sight, A midway station given For happy spirits to alight Betwixt the earth and heaven.
Стр. 126 - The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the Ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one spirit meet and mingle. Why not I with thine?
Стр. 169 - They sin who tell us Love can die, With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...