The Poetical Works of James Montgomery: Including Several Poems Now First Collected : with a Sketch of His Life, Volume 1L. C. Bowles, 1821 |
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... Spring Ranz Des Vaches · · .. • · 181 184 · 187 191 198 201 203 208 · 215 217 220 224 230 • 231 232 234 236 238 239 240 242 243 247 · 256 261 262 The Swiss Cowherd's Song La Quercia . The Oak , an imitation The Dial The Roses • To Agnes ...
... Spring Ranz Des Vaches · · .. • · 181 184 · 187 191 198 201 203 208 · 215 217 220 224 230 • 231 232 234 236 238 239 240 242 243 247 · 256 261 262 The Swiss Cowherd's Song La Quercia . The Oak , an imitation The Dial The Roses • To Agnes ...
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... spring on the brow of night . Now from the throne of noon his sight he bends , Where far beneath the dusky world extends , His boundless vision beams from pole to pole , Where empires flourish and where oceans roll ; The radiant palace ...
... spring on the brow of night . Now from the throne of noon his sight he bends , Where far beneath the dusky world extends , His boundless vision beams from pole to pole , Where empires flourish and where oceans roll ; The radiant palace ...
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... Springs from the dust and blossoms to the skies ; Dead to the joys of light and life , the slave Clings to the clod ; his root is in the grave ; Bondage is winter , darkness , death , despair ; Freedom , the sun , the sea , the ...
... Springs from the dust and blossoms to the skies ; Dead to the joys of light and life , the slave Clings to the clod ; his root is in the grave ; Bondage is winter , darkness , death , despair ; Freedom , the sun , the sea , the ...
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... spring of life , whose fountains should supply His channels as he drank the rivers dry : That stock he found on Afric's swarming plains , That spring he opened in the Negro's veins ; A spring , exhaustless as his avarice drew , A stock ...
... spring of life , whose fountains should supply His channels as he drank the rivers dry : That stock he found on Afric's swarming plains , That spring he opened in the Negro's veins ; A spring , exhaustless as his avarice drew , A stock ...
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... Spring with everlasting verdure smiles ; On pure Madeira's vine - robed hills of health ; In Java's swamps of pestilence and wealth ; Where Babel stood , where wolves and jackals drink , ' Midst weeping willows , on Euphrates ' brink ...
... Spring with everlasting verdure smiles ; On pure Madeira's vine - robed hills of health ; In Java's swamps of pestilence and wealth ; Where Babel stood , where wolves and jackals drink , ' Midst weeping willows , on Euphrates ' brink ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Africa age to age Albert amidst arms Art thou battle BATTLE OF ALEXANDRIA battle of Sempach beams beauty beneath birth blest blood brave breast breath brethren Canton of Uri Casas charms clouds country's dark dead dear death despair earth eternal expiring father fell fire fled flood flowers foes freedom Fulneck glory grave grief heart heaven hoary hope hyæna isles JAMES MONTGOMERY land light Lyre melancholy MEMNON morn mother mountains Mungo Parke nature's Negro night Note a. p. numbers o'er ocean pale peace plain race rage rest rise roam rocks roll rose round shade shore Sire skies slain slaves slumber smile song sorrow soul spirit star storm sublime sweet tears thee thine thou tide of light toil tomb Tremble Underwalden vale valley vengeance voice WANDERER OF SWITZERLAND waves weary weep WEST-INDIES where'er wild wilderness wind woes yoke youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 99 - Touched by remembrance, trembles to that pole; For in this land of heaven's peculiar grace, The heritage of nature's noblest race, There is a spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest...
Página 147 - THERE is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found : They softly lie and sweetly sleep. Low in the ground.
Página 101 - THERE is a land of every land the pride, Beloved by Heaven o'er all the world beside ; Where brighter suns dispense serener light, And milder moons emparadise the night ; A land of beauty, virtue...
Página 143 - The soul, of origin divine, God's glorious image freed from clay, In heaven's eternal sphere shall shine A star of day ! The sun is but a spark of fire, A transient meteor in the sky ; The soul, immortal as its Sire, SHALL NEVER DIE!
Página 82 - Now earth and ocean vanish'd, all serene The starry firmament alone was seen ; Through the slow, silent hours, he watch'd the host Of midnight suns in western darkness lost, Till Night himself, on shadowy pinions borne, Fled o'er the mighty waters, and the morn Danced on the mountains: — "Lights of heaven!
Página 144 - The GRAVE, that never spake before, Hath found at length a tongue to chide ; Oh, listen ! I will speak no more ; Be silent, pride ! " Art thou a WRETCH, of hope forlorn, The victim of consuming care ? Is thy distracted conscience torn By fell despair ? " Do foul misdeeds of former times Wring with remorse thy guilty breast...
Página 157 - Beyond the narrow vale of time, Where bright celestial ages roll, To scenes eternal, scenes sublime, She points the way and leads the soul.
Página 148 - The Soul, of origin divine, GOD'S glorious image, freed from clay, In heaven's eternal sphere shall shine A star of day. "The SUN is but a spark of fire, A transient meteor in the sky ; The SOUL, immortal as its Sire, SHALL NEVER DIE.
Página 208 - Encounter'd all that troubles thee ; He was — whatever thou hast been ; He is — what thou shalt be. The rolling seasons, day and night, Sun, moon, and stars, the earth and main, Erewhile his portion, life and light To him exist in vain.
Página 231 - SONG. SHALL Man of frail fruition boast ? Shall life be counted dear, Oft but a moment, and, at most, A momentary year ? There was a time, — that time is past, — When, youth ! I...