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... smiling in the summer sky , Look coldly down . The clouds , the sun's gay retinue , Resplendent then , with Iris ' hue , Now darkly frown . The flowers whose leaves and blossoms fair The zephyrs from the flowery lea , Perfumed around ...
... smiling in the summer sky , Look coldly down . The clouds , the sun's gay retinue , Resplendent then , with Iris ' hue , Now darkly frown . The flowers whose leaves and blossoms fair The zephyrs from the flowery lea , Perfumed around ...
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... smiles O'er the far times when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles , Where VENICE sat in state , throned on her hundred isles . " SONG OF TIME . I COME , I come , and my locks are white , And my form is bowed ...
... smiles O'er the far times when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles , Where VENICE sat in state , throned on her hundred isles . " SONG OF TIME . I COME , I come , and my locks are white , And my form is bowed ...
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... smile and love - lit glance Thrill through the soul with their bewildering power , Radiant with love that needs no utterance- Not they alone have gained Heaven's choicest dower , Paying an untold price for one brief , rapturous hour ...
... smile and love - lit glance Thrill through the soul with their bewildering power , Radiant with love that needs no utterance- Not they alone have gained Heaven's choicest dower , Paying an untold price for one brief , rapturous hour ...
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... smiles to grace our gay carouse , And join in merry laughter , while I drain the bowl to lovers ' vows . I drink to the bright , sparkling eyes That seem in floods of joy to move , Not to despairing , fruitless sighs , Nor broken hearts ...
... smiles to grace our gay carouse , And join in merry laughter , while I drain the bowl to lovers ' vows . I drink to the bright , sparkling eyes That seem in floods of joy to move , Not to despairing , fruitless sighs , Nor broken hearts ...
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... smiles have fled , And sadly ' mong these elms we tread , With mournful thoughts not spoken . Departed one ! we little dreamed Thy time with us so fleeting ; That whilst thine eye so brightly beamed , And face so full of gladness seemed ...
... smiles have fled , And sadly ' mong these elms we tread , With mournful thoughts not spoken . Departed one ! we little dreamed Thy time with us so fleeting ; That whilst thine eye so brightly beamed , And face so full of gladness seemed ...
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Página 429 - WHEN the hours of Day are numbered, And the voices of the Night Wake the better soul, that slumbered, To a holy, calm delight ; Ere the evening lamps are lighted, And, like phantoms grim and tall, Shadows from the fitful fire-light Dance upon the parlor wall ; Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door; The beloved, the true-hearted, Come to visit me once more...
Página 428 - Egypt from Syrian ground, had general names Of Baalim and Ashtaroth ; those male, These feminine : For Spirits, when they please, Can either sex assume, or both ; so soft And uncompounded is their essence pure ; Not tied or manacled with joint or limb, Nor founded on the brittle strength of bones, Like cumbrous flesh...
Página 259 - But, in spite of the absence of these two distinguished members of the Lower House, the box in which the managers stood contained an array of speakers such as perhaps had not appeared together since the great age of Athenian eloquence. There were Fox and Sheridan, the English Demosthenes and the English Hyperides.
Página 268 - ... an inward prompting which now grew daily upon me, that by labor and intent study, which I take to be my portion in this life, joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after times, as they should not willingly let it die.
Página 264 - And ever against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running; Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony: That Orpheus...
Página 373 - MY JO. JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent ; Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo.
Página 372 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was f u...
Página 71 - To th' instruments divine respondence meet: The silver sounding instruments did meet With the base murmure of the waters fall; The waters fall with difference discreet, Now soft, now loud, unto the wind did call: The gentle warbling wind low answered to all.
Página 39 - Miserable man! you, one of the meanest, have wantonly defaced one of the noblest specimens of the workmanship of God. Nor shall it be your excuse, that, murderer as you are, you have spoken daggers, but used none.
Página 210 - But when God commands to take the trumpet, and blow a dolorous or a jarring blast, it lies not in man's will what he shall say, or what he shall conceal.