The Poetical Works of Henry Kirke White1880 - 55 páginas |
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... dreams , with wild affright , The deep - mouthed mastiff bays the troubled night : Or where the village alehouse crowns the vale , The creaking signpost whistles to the gale . A little onward let me bend my way , Where the mossed seat ...
... dreams , with wild affright , The deep - mouthed mastiff bays the troubled night : Or where the village alehouse crowns the vale , The creaking signpost whistles to the gale . A little onward let me bend my way , Where the mossed seat ...
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... dreams ; There Pity's lute arrests his ear , And draws the half - reluctant tear : And now at noon of night he roves Along the embowering moonlight groves ; And as from many a caverned dell The hollow wind is heard to swell , He thinks ...
... dreams ; There Pity's lute arrests his ear , And draws the half - reluctant tear : And now at noon of night he roves Along the embowering moonlight groves ; And as from many a caverned dell The hollow wind is heard to swell , He thinks ...
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... dreams a form I view , That thinks on me , and loves me too : I start , and then , the vision flown , I weep that I am all alone . IF far from me the Fates remove Domestic peace , connubial love , The prattling ring , the social cheer ...
... dreams a form I view , That thinks on me , and loves me too : I start , and then , the vision flown , I weep that I am all alone . IF far from me the Fates remove Domestic peace , connubial love , The prattling ring , the social cheer ...
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... dream ? —Or did my love behold Indeed my lonely couch ? Methought the breath Fanned not her bloodless lip : her eye was cold And hollow ; and the livery of death Invested her pale forehead . Sainted maid ! My thoughts oft rest with thee ...
... dream ? —Or did my love behold Indeed my lonely couch ? Methought the breath Fanned not her bloodless lip : her eye was cold And hollow ; and the livery of death Invested her pale forehead . Sainted maid ! My thoughts oft rest with thee ...
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... smile with aspect boon , When in the heavens thou show'st thy face , oh , Harvest Moon ! ' Neath yon lowly roof he lies , The husbandman , with sleep - sealed eyes ; He dreams of crowded barns , and round The yard HENRY KIRKE WHITE . 23.
... smile with aspect boon , When in the heavens thou show'st thy face , oh , Harvest Moon ! ' Neath yon lowly roof he lies , The husbandman , with sleep - sealed eyes ; He dreams of crowded barns , and round The yard HENRY KIRKE WHITE . 23.
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art thou beam beneath bliss breast breeze calm CAPEL LOFFT charm cheek Clifton Grove clouds cold dark dear death deep delight Derry dirge distant dost drear E'en Edwy eternal faint Fancy Fancy's fate feel fire flame gale genius gloom Gondoline grave H. K. WHITE hail harp hath head hear heard heart Heaven HENRY KIRKE WHITE hope hour JOSIAH CONDER joys KIRKE WHITE life's light lonely loud lyre maid melancholy moon morn mortal mournful Muse never night o'er pale peace pensive quatorzain reclined RIVER TRENT round scene shade sigh silent sing sleep slumbers smile soft solemn solitary solitude song SONNET soothe sorrow soul sound spirit Star of Bethlehem storm stream sublime sullen sweet swell tear tell tempest thee thine thou thought throne twas vale wandering wave weary weep wild winds wing youth
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Página 51 - 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. Now safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star, the Star of Bethlehem...
Página 15 - 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...
Página 19 - O'er many a distant foreign land; Each place, each province I have tried, And sung and danced my saraband.
Página 25 - The most beloved on earth Not long survives to-day ; So music past is obsolete, And yet 'twas sweet, 'twas passing sweet, But now 'tis gone away. Thus does the shade In memory fade, When in forsaken tomb the form beloved is laid.
Página 51 - So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart; Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nursed the pinion which impell'd the steel ; While the same plumage that had warm'd his nest Drank the last life-drop of his bleeding breast.
Página 34 - 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...
Página 14 - ... it is hard To feel the hand of Death arrest one's steps, Throw a chill blight o'er all one's budding hopes, And hurl one's soul untimely to the shades, Lost in the gaping gulf of blank oblivion. Fifty years hence, and who will hear of Henry ? Oh ! none ; — another busy brood of beings Will shoot up in the interim, and none Will hold him in remembrance.
Página 39 - And now my spirit's faint, and I have hung The shell, that solaced me in saddest hour, On the dark cypress ! and the strings which rung With Jesus' praise, their harpings now are o'er, Or, when the breeze comes by, moan and are heard no more.
Página 34 - In yonder cot, along whose mouldering walls In many a fold the mantling woodbine falls, The village matron kept her little school, Gentle of heart, yet knowing well to rule; Staid was the dame, and modest was her mien...
Página 50 - And Thou wilt turn our wandering feet, And Thou wilt bless our way ; Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall greet The dawn of lasting day. 877 Psalm 63. CM "T...