The poetical works of Horace Smith. 2vols1846 |
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... sound its soft two - noted flute . Association ! thy transcendant power What art can rival ? Muse - haunted strolls by river , field , or bower , At thy revival , Return once more , and in their second birth Bring back each former scent ...
... sound its soft two - noted flute . Association ! thy transcendant power What art can rival ? Muse - haunted strolls by river , field , or bower , At thy revival , Return once more , and in their second birth Bring back each former scent ...
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... ; Louis Quatorze has pressed that ground , With his six mistresses around- A sample of the old and sound Legitimacy . And when despotic freaks and vices Brought on th ' с 2 ADDRESS TO THE ORANGE - TREE AT VERSAILLES . 19.
... ; Louis Quatorze has pressed that ground , With his six mistresses around- A sample of the old and sound Legitimacy . And when despotic freaks and vices Brought on th ' с 2 ADDRESS TO THE ORANGE - TREE AT VERSAILLES . 19.
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... check Their oars , as the sun to the water slanted , For Orpheus sate with his harp on the deck , And sweetly the hymn of evening chanted , While the heroes around , at each pause of sound THE SHRIEK OF PROMETHEUS . 25 25.
... check Their oars , as the sun to the water slanted , For Orpheus sate with his harp on the deck , And sweetly the hymn of evening chanted , While the heroes around , at each pause of sound THE SHRIEK OF PROMETHEUS . 25 25.
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Horace Smith. While the heroes around , at each pause of sound , Stretched their right hands to the god of day , And fervently joined in the choral lay . The Hymn of Orpheus . Twin - born with Dian in the Delos isle , Which after the ...
Horace Smith. While the heroes around , at each pause of sound , Stretched their right hands to the god of day , And fervently joined in the choral lay . The Hymn of Orpheus . Twin - born with Dian in the Delos isle , Which after the ...
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Horace Smith. Throbs with expectant agony , — But nought is seen - no sounds impart The secret of that dread abyss : - Still do they gaze , half - willing to dismiss Their fears and hopes , for over plain and hill , And smiling ocean ...
Horace Smith. Throbs with expectant agony , — But nought is seen - no sounds impart The secret of that dread abyss : - Still do they gaze , half - willing to dismiss Their fears and hopes , for over plain and hill , And smiling ocean ...
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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.