The Poetical Works of Henry Kirke WhiteWilliam Pickering, 1830 - 252 páginas |
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... " Now through a parting cloud The pale moon peer'd from her tempestuous shroud , And Bateman's face was seen ; - ' twas deadly white , And sorrow seem'd to sicken in his sight . " Oh , speak ! my love ! " again KIRKE WHITE . 11.
... " Now through a parting cloud The pale moon peer'd from her tempestuous shroud , And Bateman's face was seen ; - ' twas deadly white , And sorrow seem'd to sicken in his sight . " Oh , speak ! my love ! " again KIRKE WHITE . 11.
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... sorrow has forgot his woes ; The outcast that his head is shelterless , His griefs unshared . - The mother tends no more Her daughter's dying slumbers , but surprised With heaviness , and sunk upon her couch , Dreams of her bridals ...
... sorrow has forgot his woes ; The outcast that his head is shelterless , His griefs unshared . - The mother tends no more Her daughter's dying slumbers , but surprised With heaviness , and sunk upon her couch , Dreams of her bridals ...
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... sorrow dies . How different manhood ! -then does Thought's control Sink every pang still deeper in the soul ; Then keen Affliction's sad unceasing smart Becomes a painful resident in the heart ; And care , whom not the gayest can ...
... sorrow dies . How different manhood ! -then does Thought's control Sink every pang still deeper in the soul ; Then keen Affliction's sad unceasing smart Becomes a painful resident in the heart ; And care , whom not the gayest can ...
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... sorrow and disease , with anguish rife , Consume apace the ebbing springs of life . Again I see his door against thee shut , The unfeeling native turn thee from his hut ; I see thee , spent with toil and worn with grief , Sit on the ...
... sorrow and disease , with anguish rife , Consume apace the ebbing springs of life . Again I see his door against thee shut , The unfeeling native turn thee from his hut ; I see thee , spent with toil and worn with grief , Sit on the ...
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... sorrows banish'd far away , Unclouded azure gilds the placid day , Or in the future's cloud - encircled face , Fair scenes of bliss to come we fondly trace , And draw minutely every little wile , Which shall the feathery hours of time ...
... sorrows banish'd far away , Unclouded azure gilds the placid day , Or in the future's cloud - encircled face , Fair scenes of bliss to come we fondly trace , And draw minutely every little wile , Which shall the feathery hours of time ...
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POETICAL WORKS OF HENRY KIRKE Henry Kirke 1785-1806 White,Nicholas Harris Sir Nicolas, 1799-1848 Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
Términos y frases comunes
art thou beam beneath breast breath breeze calm CAPEL LOFFT charms cheek Clifton Grove clouds cold dark dear death deep delight Derry distant dost dreams drear dying faint fame fancy Fancy's fate feel fire flame folding star gale genius gleam gloom Gondoline grave happy harp Harvest Moon hath head hear heard heart Heaven HENRY KIRKE WHITE hollow honours hope hour life's light lonely loud lyre maid melancholy mind moon morn mortal mournful muse Neath never night o'er pale peace pensive poems poet Quatorzain reclined rest RIVER TRENT round scene shade sigh silent sing sleep slumbers smile soft solemn song SONNET soon soothe sorrow soul sound spirit Star of Bethlehem storm stream sweet tear tell thee thine thou thought throne twas wanderer wave weary weep wild winds wing Winteringham youth
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Página 215 - How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous, sweet, and fair.
Página 226 - 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 143 - 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 So virtue blooms, brought forth amid the...
Página 176 - Come, Disappointment, come ! Not in thy terrors clad ; Come in thy meekest, saddest guise ; Thy chastening rod but terrifies The restless and the bad : But I recline Beneath thy shrine, And round my brow, resign'd, thy peaceful cypress twine.
Página 226 - Deep horror then my vitals froze, Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem ; When suddenly a star arose, — It was the Star of Bethlehem.
Página 177 - What is this passing scene ? A peevish April day, A little sun — a little rain, And then night sweeps along the plain, And all things fade away: Man, soon discussed, Yields up his trust, And all his hopes and fears lie with him in the dust.
Página 224 - Thus while we dwell in this low scene, The Lamb is our unfailing screen ; To him, though guilty, still we run, And God still spares us for his Son.
Página 227 - 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.
Página 126 - ... majestic in the varied swell; Now breathe melodious as the Grecian lyre, Or on the ear in sinking cadence dwell. Romantic sounds ! such is the bliss ye give, That heaven's bright scenes seem bursting on the soul, With joy I'd yield each sensual wish, to live For ever 'neath your undefiled control.
Página 43 - But soon inured to alphabetic toils, Alert I met the dame with jocund smiles ; First at the form, my task for ever true, A little...