Comentarios de la gente - Escribir un comentario
No encontramos ningún comentario en los lugares habituales.
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
The Poetical Works and Remains of Henry Kirke White: With Life
Henry Kirke White
Vista completa - 1854
affection appear arms beneath breast busy calm charm cheek clouds cold dark dear death deep delight distant fair fancy fear feel feet fire genius give gloom grave hand happiness head hear heard heart heaven Henry hold honors hope hour human leave letter light live lonely look mark melancholy mind moon morning mother muse nature never night o'er once pain pale passing peace pleasure poems poet poor rest rise round scene seemed seen shade sigh sight silent sleep smile soft song SONNET soon soul sound spirit storm stream sublime sweet tear tell thee thine things thou thought throne true turn University virtue wandering wave weep wild winds wish woods written young youth
Página 265 - He made darkness his secret place ; his pavilion round about him were dark waters and thick clouds of the skies.
Página 266 - THE Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens most high; And underneath his feet he cast The darkness of the sky. 2 On cherub and on cherubim, Full royally, he rode ; And on the wings of mighty winds Came flying all abroad.
Página 51 - Then since this world is vain, And volatile, and fleet, Why should I lay up earthly joys, Where rust corrupts, and moth destroys, And cares and sorrows eat? Why fly from ill With anxious skill, When soon this hand will freeze, this throbbing heart be still.
Página 162 - LORD, another day is flown, And we, a lonely band, Are met once more before thy throne, To bless thy fostering hand. And wilt thou bend a listening ear, To praises low as ours ? Thou wilt!
Página 135 - Each place, each province I have tried, And sung and danced my saraband. But all their charms could not prevail, To steal my heart from yonder vale.
Página 114 - Thee, when young spring first questioned winter's sway. And dared the sturdy blusterer to the fight, Thee on this bank he threw To mark his victory. In this low vale, the promise of the year, Serene, thou openest to the nipping gale, Unnoticed and alone, Thy tender elegance.
Página 270 - And here it may not be amiss to observe, that the true sublime does not consist of high-sounding words, or pompous magnificence; on the contrary, it most frequently appears clad in native dignity and simplicity, without art, and without ornament. The most elegant critic of antiquity, Longinus, in his Treatise on the Sublime, adduces the following passage from the Book of Genesis, as possessing that quality in an eminent degree : " God said let there be light, and there was light : — Let the earth...
Página 267 - With stars swift gliding, sweep along the sky. All nature reels. Till Nature's King, who oft Amid tempestuous darkness dwells alone, And on the wings of the careering wind Walks dreadfully serene, commands a calm; Then, straight, air, sea, and earth, are hush'd at once.
Página 163 - 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.