The Complete Works of Henry Kirke White, of Nottingham, Late of St. John's College, Cambridge: With an Account of His LifeE. Kearny, 1899 - 420 páginas |
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... tell all my faults like a penitent nun ; For I know , for my Fanny , before I address her , She wont be a cynical father confessor . Come , come , ' twill not do ! put that curling brow down · You can't , for the soul of you , learn how ...
... tell all my faults like a penitent nun ; For I know , for my Fanny , before I address her , She wont be a cynical father confessor . Come , come , ' twill not do ! put that curling brow down · You can't , for the soul of you , learn how ...
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... tell how soft how smooth a cheek Beneath its surface lies ? Mute , mute is all O'er Beauty's fall ; Her praise resounds no more when mantled in her pall . 6 . The most beloved on earth Not long survives to - day ; So music past is ...
... tell how soft how smooth a cheek Beneath its surface lies ? Mute , mute is all O'er Beauty's fall ; Her praise resounds no more when mantled in her pall . 6 . The most beloved on earth Not long survives to - day ; So music past is ...
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... tell , Thrice from his lips the unfinish'd accents fell ; When thus at last reluctantly he broke His boding silence , and the maid bespoke : ' Grieve not , my love , but ere the morn advance , I on these fields must cast my parting ...
... tell , Thrice from his lips the unfinish'd accents fell ; When thus at last reluctantly he broke His boding silence , and the maid bespoke : ' Grieve not , my love , but ere the morn advance , I on these fields must cast my parting ...
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... tell me but if Bertrand live , And I in peace will die . ' She wander'd o'er the lonely shore , The Curlew scream'd above , She heard the scream with a sickening heart Much boding of her love . Yet still she kept her lonely way , And ...
... tell me but if Bertrand live , And I in peace will die . ' She wander'd o'er the lonely shore , The Curlew scream'd above , She heard the scream with a sickening heart Much boding of her love . Yet still she kept her lonely way , And ...
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... tell what she had done , Since last the Lady of the night Her waning course had run . Behind a rock stood Gondoline , Thick weeds her face did veil , And she lean'd fearful forwarder , To hear the dreadful tale . The first arose : She ...
... tell what she had done , Since last the Lady of the night Her waning course had run . Behind a rock stood Gondoline , Thick weeds her face did veil , And she lean'd fearful forwarder , To hear the dreadful tale . The first arose : She ...
Términos y frases comunes
art thou bliss breast BROTHER NEVILLE calm Capel Lofft Catton charms Christian Clifton Grove dark DEAR NEVILLE death delight divine dost eternal fear feel gale genius give gloom Gondoline grace grave Greek H. K. WHITE hand happy harp hear heard heart Heaven Henry HENRY KIRKE WHITE holy Honington honors hope hour JOHN CHARLESWORTH John's Josiah Conder leave letter light live lonely lyre melancholy mind moon morning mortal mother mournful muse nature never night Nottingham o'er pain pale peace pensive pleasure poems poet prayer Pythagoras Quatorzain religion round scene sigh silent sing sleep smile solemn song sonnet soon sorrow soul sound spirit sublime sweet tear tell thee thine things thou thought throne tion vale verses virtues wandering wave weep wild winds Winteringham wish write written young youth
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Página 120 - 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.
Página 120 - It was my guide, my light, my all, It bade my dark forebodings cease; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. Now safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star, the Star of Bethlehem.
Página 190 - And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart. Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nursed the pinion which...
Página 414 - ... there was not a grain of it left, on condition you were to be miserable for ever after ? Or, supposing that you might be happy for ever after, on condition you would be miserable till the whole mass of sand were thus annihilated at the rate of one sand in a thousand years: which of these two cases would you make your choice...
Página 76 - twill well contain The ideal flights of Madam Brain. No dungeon's walls, no cell confined, Can cramp the energies of mind ! I've friends, and 'twill contain them all ; And should it e'er become so cold That these it will no longer hold, No more may Heaven her blessings give, I shall not then be fit to live. TO AN EARLY PRIMROSE.
Página 24 - O'er Beauty's fall; Her praise resounds no more when mantled in her pall. The most beloved on earth Not long survives to-day; So music past is obsolete, And yet 'twas sweet, 'twas passing sweet, But now 'tis gone away. Thus does the shade In memory fade, When in forsaken tomb the form beloved is laid.
Página 11 - Come, thou shalt form my nosegay now, And I will bind thee round my brow ; And as I twine the mournful wreath, I'll weave a melancholy song: And sweet the strain shall be and long, The melody of death.
Página 23 - Still, rigid Nurse, thou art forgiven, For thou severe wert sent from heaven To wean me from the world ; To turn my eye From vanity, And point to scenes of bliss that never, never die.
Página 29 - ... to Cambridge, he was immediately as much distinguished for his classical knowledge as his genius : but the seeds of death were in him, and the place to which he had so long looked on with hope, served unhappily as a hothouse to ripen them...
Página 170 - Mortals ! be gladsome while ye have the power, And laugh and seize the glittering lapse of joy ; In time the bell will toll That warns ye to your graves.