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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... wind to ev'ry point o ' th ' compass . Yes , in the counting - house I could indulge In fits of close abstraction ; yea , amid The busy bustling crowds could meditate , And send my thoughts ten thousand leagues away professions . These ...
... wind to ev'ry point o ' th ' compass . Yes , in the counting - house I could indulge In fits of close abstraction ; yea , amid The busy bustling crowds could meditate , And send my thoughts ten thousand leagues away professions . These ...
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... wind - god , as he flies , Moans hollow in the forest trees , And sailing on the gusty breeze , Mysterious music dies . Sweet flower ! that requiem wild is mine , It warns me to the lonely shrine , The cold turf altar of the dead ; My ...
... wind - god , as he flies , Moans hollow in the forest trees , And sailing on the gusty breeze , Mysterious music dies . Sweet flower ! that requiem wild is mine , It warns me to the lonely shrine , The cold turf altar of the dead ; My ...
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... winds 101 " Fanny , upon thy breast I may not 102 lie " FRAGMENTS . 1. " Saw'st thou that light ? " My Study 77 To an early Primrose Sonnet 1. To the Trent ORIGINAL Preface to Clifton Grove Lines , by Professor Smyth , of Cam- bridge ...
... winds 101 " Fanny , upon thy breast I may not 102 lie " FRAGMENTS . 1. " Saw'st thou that light ? " My Study 77 To an early Primrose Sonnet 1. To the Trent ORIGINAL Preface to Clifton Grove Lines , by Professor Smyth , of Cam- bridge ...
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... Wind ; a Fragment The Eve of Death To the Memory of H. K. White by the Rev. W. B. Collyer , A. M. 207 On the Death of H. K. White , by T. Park 177 PROSE REMAINS White - Reflections on reading the Life of the late H. K. White , by ...
... Wind ; a Fragment The Eve of Death To the Memory of H. K. White by the Rev. W. B. Collyer , A. M. 207 On the Death of H. K. White , by T. Park 177 PROSE REMAINS White - Reflections on reading the Life of the late H. K. White , by ...
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... IV . Yet thou to Sylvan themes canst soar ; Thou know'st to charm the woodland train : The rustic swains believe thy power Can hush the wild winds when they roar , And still the billowy main . V. These honors , Lyre , we yet may keep.
... IV . Yet thou to Sylvan themes canst soar ; Thou know'st to charm the woodland train : The rustic swains believe thy power Can hush the wild winds when they roar , And still the billowy main . V. These honors , Lyre , we yet may keep.
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.