The poetical works of Horace Smith. 2vols1846 |
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... rich in delight , Than any the Muse , in her leafiest hour , Has fabled of golden Hesperian bower , Or Fortunate Islands , or fields where the blest In Elysium's sylvan beatitudes rest . Lovely or rare , none can compare With this ...
... rich in delight , Than any the Muse , in her leafiest hour , Has fabled of golden Hesperian bower , Or Fortunate Islands , or fields where the blest In Elysium's sylvan beatitudes rest . Lovely or rare , none can compare With this ...
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... rich breath of its flowery ground . Lovely or rare , none can compare With this heaven on earth so surpassingly fair ! The creatures now savage , not then beasts of prey , ' Mid the flocks and the herds fondly pasture and play : The ...
... rich breath of its flowery ground . Lovely or rare , none can compare With this heaven on earth so surpassingly fair ! The creatures now savage , not then beasts of prey , ' Mid the flocks and the herds fondly pasture and play : The ...
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... rich and greatly , In a mansion - house stately . Life's blessings ? O liar ! all are curses most dire , In the midst of my revels , His eyes ever stare at me , flare at me , glare at me , Before me when treading my manors outspreading ...
... rich and greatly , In a mansion - house stately . Life's blessings ? O liar ! all are curses most dire , In the midst of my revels , His eyes ever stare at me , flare at me , glare at me , Before me when treading my manors outspreading ...
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... day , And do not touch the salmon ; Just take a chicken wing , or leg , But no rich sauce and let me beg You will not taste the gammon . " Shell - fish - of yore my favourite food , ANSWER TO 66 89 AN OLD MAN'S PEAN . "
... day , And do not touch the salmon ; Just take a chicken wing , or leg , But no rich sauce and let me beg You will not taste the gammon . " Shell - fish - of yore my favourite food , ANSWER TO 66 89 AN OLD MAN'S PEAN . "
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... rich and rare : Dispel the eclipse That intercepts his intellectual light , And saddens all mankind with tears and night , Not only for the Bard of highest worth , But best of men , Do I invoke ye , Powers of Heaven and Earth ! Oh ...
... rich and rare : Dispel the eclipse That intercepts his intellectual light , And saddens all mankind with tears and night , Not only for the Bard of highest worth , But best of men , Do I invoke ye , Powers of Heaven and Earth ! Oh ...
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Adam and Eve bard beauty Behold beneath BINSTEAD birds birth bless bliss bloom bosom bound bowers breath bright charms CHOLERA choral COLBURN'S NEW PUBLICATIONS COLBURN'S STANDARD Constantinople Cuckoo dark death deep delight dost dread Duke of Wellington dust earth so surpassingly EGYPT EVANS LLOYD eyes fame Fanny fear feel flowers gaze George Cruikshank gibbet give gladness gloom Gorgon grace grave Greece Hail to thee Hark harp and hymn hath hear heart HENRY COLBURN holy hope hymn Thy downward king life's light lips live Lovely or rare MADAME D'ARBLAY Mehemet Ali mind mirth moral Nature's night Nubia o'er scenes shuddering shut Sicilian Arethusa sight silent Sir Walter Scott small 8vo smiles song soul Spain spirit Spring stamp'd surpassingly fair sweet tears thine thou'rt dim thought thrill Thy downward course tomb trees voice volumes wave winds
Pasajes populares
Página 8 - Neath cloistered boughs each floral bell that swingeth And tolls its perfume on the passing air Makes Sabbath in the fields, and ever ringeth A call to prayer : Not to the domes where crumbling arch and column Attest the feebleness of mortal hand, But to that fane most catholic and solemn Which God hath plann'd,— To that cathedral, boundless as our wonder, Whose quenchless lamps the sun and moon supply, Its choir the winds and waves, its organ thunder, Its dome the sky.
Página 8 - To that cathedral, boundless as our wonder, Whose quenchless lamps the sun and moon supply — Its choir the winds and waves, its organ thunder, Its dome the sky. There — as in solitude and shade I wander Through the green aisles, or, stretched upon the sod, Awed by the silence, reverently ponder The ways of God...
Página 13 - Or doffed thine own to let Queen Dido pass, Or held, by Solomon's own invitation, A torch at the great temple's dedication. I need not ask thee if that hand, when...
Página 11 - Memnonium was in all its glory, And time had not begun to overthrow Those temples, palaces, and piles stupendous, Of which the very ruins are tremendous.
Página 73 - There is ! there is ! One primitive and sure ; Religion pure, Unchanged in spirit, though its forms and codes Wear myriad modes, Contains all creeds within its mighty span ; The love of God displayed in love of man.
Página 13 - 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.