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... , For Nature into you instils Her warmth again ; Sweet melody the woods now fills , Elland . Free from all pain . в 3 JOHANNES S. HISTORICAL SKETCHES . - NO . I. THE BISHOP OF 5 TO THE WIND ON THE APPROACH OF SPRING. ...
... , For Nature into you instils Her warmth again ; Sweet melody the woods now fills , Elland . Free from all pain . в 3 JOHANNES S. HISTORICAL SKETCHES . - NO . I. THE BISHOP OF 5 TO THE WIND ON THE APPROACH OF SPRING. ...
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... sweet hour they forgot the business upon which they were sent , and the evening darkening around them , warned them in vain of the anxiety of their friends in the cottage ; they surrendered themselves to the witchery of the moment , and ...
... sweet hour they forgot the business upon which they were sent , and the evening darkening around them , warned them in vain of the anxiety of their friends in the cottage ; they surrendered themselves to the witchery of the moment , and ...
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... sweet harmonious sound Breathes on our ears celestial music's notes , As on the liquid air the anthem floats , Or lost in zephyrs dies along the ground . Bright fancy sees a spirit hov'ring round , The viewless spirit of the air , whose ...
... sweet harmonious sound Breathes on our ears celestial music's notes , As on the liquid air the anthem floats , Or lost in zephyrs dies along the ground . Bright fancy sees a spirit hov'ring round , The viewless spirit of the air , whose ...
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... sweet converse with a bosom friend , I clasp thee , -pass my trembling fingers o'er Chords that I little deemed would ever bend Again ' neath touch of mine , -pain and sorrow Have wrought such change , that age seems hastening on Ere ...
... sweet converse with a bosom friend , I clasp thee , -pass my trembling fingers o'er Chords that I little deemed would ever bend Again ' neath touch of mine , -pain and sorrow Have wrought such change , that age seems hastening on Ere ...
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ON EDUCATION . How fair and sweet the planted rose , Beyond the wild , in hedges grows ; For , without art , the noblest seeds Of flowers degenerate into weeds . How dull and rugged ere ' tis ground And polished looks a diamond ! Though ...
ON EDUCATION . How fair and sweet the planted rose , Beyond the wild , in hedges grows ; For , without art , the noblest seeds Of flowers degenerate into weeds . How dull and rugged ere ' tis ground And polished looks a diamond ! Though ...
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Página 265 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined and unknown.
Página 253 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Página 196 - is the key of heaven and of hell; a drop of blood shed in the cause of God, a night spent in arms, is of more avail than two months of fasting and prayer; whosoever falls in battle, his sins are forgiven; at the day of judgment his wounds shall be resplendent as vermilion, and odoriferous as musk; and the loss of his limbs shall be supplied by the wings of angels and cherubim.
Página 150 - For while with their knife which they hold in one hand they cut the meate out of the dish, they fasten their forke which they hold in their other hand upon the same dish...
Página 259 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore. There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not man the less, but nature more...
Página 69 - And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom!
Página 3 - Thou need'st nor helm nor cuirass, now, —Beyond the Grecian hero's boast, — Thou wilt not quail thy naked brow, Nor shrink before a myriad host, — For head and heel alike are sound, A thousand arrows cannot wound ! Thy mother is not in thy dreams, With that wild...
Página 42 - He seems indeed to be the model of that perfect character, which, under the denomination of a sage or wise man, philosophers have been fond of delineating, rather as a fiction of their imagination, than in hopes of ever seeing it really existing...
Página 258 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed; in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime, — The image of Eternity, the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Página 144 - I look for Ghosts; but none will force Their way to me: — 'tis falsely said That there was ever intercourse Between the living and the dead; For, surely, then I should have sight Of Him I wait for day and night, With love and longings infinite.