Sabrinae corolla, in hortulis regiae scholae Salopiensis contexuerunt tres viri [B.H. Kennedy, J. Riddell and G.W. Clark] floribus legendisBell and Doldy, 1867 - 401 páginas |
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... wind have stood In bloomless , fruitless solitude , Since childhood in my pleasant bower First spent its sweet and sportive hour ; Since youthful lovers in my shade Their vows of truth and rapture made , And on my trunk's surviving ...
... wind have stood In bloomless , fruitless solitude , Since childhood in my pleasant bower First spent its sweet and sportive hour ; Since youthful lovers in my shade Their vows of truth and rapture made , And on my trunk's surviving ...
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... λαύρῃσι κέκασται , ἐν δ ̓ ἀγορὴ θάνατος πᾶσι βροτοῖσι μία . εἰ δ ̓ ἦν ὠνητὸν χρυσῷ βίος , οὐ πολυχρύσω λειπτέος , οὐ πτωχῷ φωτὶ βιωτὸς ἂν ἦν . R. B. J. R. The Mariner . E winds which sweep the grove's green SABRINAE COROLLA . 25 27.
... λαύρῃσι κέκασται , ἐν δ ̓ ἀγορὴ θάνατος πᾶσι βροτοῖσι μία . εἰ δ ̓ ἦν ὠνητὸν χρυσῷ βίος , οὐ πολυχρύσω λειπτέος , οὐ πτωχῷ φωτὶ βιωτὸς ἂν ἦν . R. B. J. R. The Mariner . E winds which sweep the grove's green SABRINAE COROLLA . 25 27.
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Severn river Benjamin Hall Kennedy. The Mariner . E winds which sweep the grove's green tops , And kiss the mountains ... wind ; Then leave nae mair my heart to break ' Mang Scotland's hills behind . ALLAN CUNNINGHAM . To a Lady . OR me ...
Severn river Benjamin Hall Kennedy. The Mariner . E winds which sweep the grove's green tops , And kiss the mountains ... wind ; Then leave nae mair my heart to break ' Mang Scotland's hills behind . ALLAN CUNNINGHAM . To a Lady . OR me ...
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... winds , the struggling hailstorm chain , snowy desert soothe , and sounding main ; For thou art dead : the Muses o'er thy bier , The Sad as thy parent , pour the tuneful tear . Weep we a child ? Not e'en the gods can save Their glorious ...
... winds , the struggling hailstorm chain , snowy desert soothe , and sounding main ; For thou art dead : the Muses o'er thy bier , The Sad as thy parent , pour the tuneful tear . Weep we a child ? Not e'en the gods can save Their glorious ...
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... winds that rave , ye Till the sands thereunder Tinge the sullen wave ; Winds , that like a demon Howl with horrid note Round the toiling seaman In his tossing boat ! From his humble dwelling On the shingly shore , Where the billows ...
... winds that rave , ye Till the sands thereunder Tinge the sullen wave ; Winds , that like a demon Howl with horrid note Round the toiling seaman In his tossing boat ! From his humble dwelling On the shingly shore , Where the billows ...
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Página 310 - MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Página 90 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Página 212 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glist'ring with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild ; then silent night With this her solemn bird and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Página 310 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Página 78 - The star that bids the shepherd fold Now the top of heaven doth hold ; And the gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream : And the slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole, Pacing toward the other goal 100 Of his chamber in the east.
Página 294 - Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream : Ah me ! I fondly dream, Had ye been there...
Página 368 - THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between.
Página 122 - Therefore doth heaven divide The state of man in divers functions, Setting endeavour in continual motion ; To which is fixed, as an aim or butt, Obedience : for so work the honey-bees. Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom.
Página 18 - ULYSSES. IT little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. I cannot rest from travel; I will drink Life to the lees: all times I have enjoy'd Greatly, have suffer'd greatly , both with those That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when Thro...
Página 34 - WHY so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?