The Etonian, Volumen1Windsor, Knight and Dredge., 1821 |
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... or fairy sprite ; A voice , whose every word and tone Might make a thousand hearts its own ; A brow of fervour , and a mien Bright with the hopes of gay fifteen ; These , lov'd and lost one ! -these were thine E 2 Laura . 53.
... or fairy sprite ; A voice , whose every word and tone Might make a thousand hearts its own ; A brow of fervour , and a mien Bright with the hopes of gay fifteen ; These , lov'd and lost one ! -these were thine E 2 Laura . 53.
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... voice of rapture once was breathing there ! Strange ! for the mountain rears its head as high , The river murmurs in its course as clear ; - E'en yet methinks a spirit lingers here ; And each lone fragment , as I wander by , Speaks of a ...
... voice of rapture once was breathing there ! Strange ! for the mountain rears its head as high , The river murmurs in its course as clear ; - E'en yet methinks a spirit lingers here ; And each lone fragment , as I wander by , Speaks of a ...
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... voice of friends that meet Discoursing in the public street ; Nor hum of business dull and loud , Nor murmur of the passing crowd , Nor soldier's drum , nor trumpet's swell , From neighb'ring fort or citadel ; No sound of human toil or ...
... voice of friends that meet Discoursing in the public street ; Nor hum of business dull and loud , Nor murmur of the passing crowd , Nor soldier's drum , nor trumpet's swell , From neighb'ring fort or citadel ; No sound of human toil or ...
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... voice of calm and solemn tone Is heard above thy burial stone ? What form in priestly meek array Beside the altar kneels to pray ? What holy hands are lifted up To bless the sacramental cup cup ? ? Full well I know that rev'rend form ...
... voice of calm and solemn tone Is heard above thy burial stone ? What form in priestly meek array Beside the altar kneels to pray ? What holy hands are lifted up To bless the sacramental cup cup ? ? Full well I know that rev'rend form ...
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... voice of agony ; I fear'd to view my native spot , Where he who lov'd it - now was not . The pleasures of my home were fled— My brother slumber'd with the dead . I drew near to my father's gate- No smiling faces met me now- I enter'd ...
... voice of agony ; I fear'd to view my native spot , Where he who lov'd it - now was not . The pleasures of my home were fled— My brother slumber'd with the dead . I drew near to my father's gate- No smiling faces met me now- I enter'd ...
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acquaintance admirable amusement appearance Asyndeton Bathos beautiful Blanc bright character cried dear delight dream dress Elfrida endeavour Eton Etonian expression fair fancy father favour favourite fear feel genius gentleman Gerard Montgomery give Godiva Golightly hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart honour hope imagination Kennet-hold King of Clubs laugh Leofwyn look Lord Lord Byron Lord Ruthven Lothaire lov'd lover Lozell manner Marriage Martin Sterling Meeting Members mind Musgrave nature NESBIT never nickname night Number O'Connor o'er Oakley object observed opinion passion PATRICK O'CONNOR perceived person pleasure Poems poet Poetry present quadrille racter readers Reginald d'Arennes replied RICHARD HODGSON Rowley Saxon scene schoolfellows seemed silent smile sorrow soul spirit sure sweet talents taste thee thine thing thou art thought tion turned voice Wentworth Whig William Rowley words Wordsworth young youth
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Página 225 - To them I may have owed another gift, Of aspect more sublime ; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on.
Página 103 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May- time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Página 391 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Página 338 - WHEN maidens such as Hester die, Their place ye may not well supply, Though ye among a thousand try, With vain endeavour. A month or more hath she been dead, Yet cannot I by force be led To think upon the wormy bed, And her together.
Página 312 - The moving Moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside — Her beams bemocked the sultry main, Like April hoar-frost spread; But where the ship's huge shadow lay, The charmed water burnt alway A still and awful red.
Página 225 - Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on, — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Página 241 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Página 314 - I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew I could not choose But gaze upon her face. I told her of the knight that wore Upon his shield a burning brand ; And that for ten long years he wooed The Lady of the Land.
Página 225 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence...
Página 228 - If thou be one whose heart the holy forms Of young imagination have kept pure, Stranger ! henceforth be warned; and know, that pride, Howe'er disguised in its own majesty, Is littleness; that he, who feels contempt For any living thing, hath faculties Which he has never used; that thought with him 50 Is in its infancy.