Flowers of poetry, for young persons: a companion to miss Taylor's Original poems. 2vols, Volume 21835 |
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... tears relieved his swelling soul . Flora , diverted at such childish grief , Yet willing to encourage him , approach'd again : My son , " she said , " thy tears are vain ; 66 But take my counsel , you will find relief . Courage and ...
... tears relieved his swelling soul . Flora , diverted at such childish grief , Yet willing to encourage him , approach'd again : My son , " she said , " thy tears are vain ; 66 But take my counsel , you will find relief . Courage and ...
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... tear a tree ; To range or ramble where'er it will , And , as it lists , to be fierce or still ; Above and around to breathe of life , Or to mingle the earth and sky in strife ; Gently to whisper , with morning light , Yet to growl like ...
... tear a tree ; To range or ramble where'er it will , And , as it lists , to be fierce or still ; Above and around to breathe of life , Or to mingle the earth and sky in strife ; Gently to whisper , with morning light , Yet to growl like ...
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... tears . A native grace Sat fair proportion'd on her polish'd limbs , Veil'd in a simple robe , their best attire , Beyond the pomp of dress ; for loveliness Needs not the foreign aid of ornament , But is , when unadorn'd , adorn'd the ...
... tears . A native grace Sat fair proportion'd on her polish'd limbs , Veil'd in a simple robe , their best attire , Beyond the pomp of dress ; for loveliness Needs not the foreign aid of ornament , But is , when unadorn'd , adorn'd the ...
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... tears , A vista to the sky . There Health , thro ' whose kind bosom glide The temperate joys in even tide , That rarely ebb or flow ; And Patience there , thy sister meek , Presents her mild unvarying cheek To meet the offer'd blow ...
... tears , A vista to the sky . There Health , thro ' whose kind bosom glide The temperate joys in even tide , That rarely ebb or flow ; And Patience there , thy sister meek , Presents her mild unvarying cheek To meet the offer'd blow ...
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... tears add a charm to the prospects of Heaven ! XII . ON THE DEATH OF A YOUNG LADY . Ан me ! these youthful bearers , robed in white , They tell a mournful tale . Some blooming friend Is gone , -dead in her prime of years . ' T was she ...
... tears add a charm to the prospects of Heaven ! XII . ON THE DEATH OF A YOUNG LADY . Ан me ! these youthful bearers , robed in white , They tell a mournful tale . Some blooming friend Is gone , -dead in her prime of years . ' T was she ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
amaranthine Arden's Vale array'd beams beauty beneath bless Blest hour bliss bloom blossoms bower breast breath breeze bright calm charms Chili's dark dear death delight Dost E'en earth eternal eternal frame fading fair fix'd flower flower power form'd Fountain of eternal Foxglove fragrant gale gentle glory golden globe grace green Hail happy Villager Harebell hath heart heaven heavenly hope HOUR OF PRAYER humming bird lapwing leaves light Lily Lives the happy mighty heart mild mind morning mother nature's ne'er Nereids night nymph o'er orphan boy parterre poison'd praise pride rest rise round Sabbath sacred scene shade shed shine sight silent sing skies smile soft song soothing soul spirit spring star sweet tears thee thine thought thro thrush toil transient tree truth twas universe speak verdant vernal voice wild wintry woodlark youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 63 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, ' Sister Spirit, come away ! ' What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be Death...
Página 49 - STAY, lady, stay, for mercy's sake. And hear a helpless orphan's tale ; Ah ! sure my looks must pity wake ; 'Tis want that makes my cheek so pale. Yet I was once a mother's pride, And my brave father's hope and joy; But in the Nile's proud fight he died, And I am now an orphan boy. "Poor foolish child, how pleased was I, When news of Nelson's victory came, Along the crowded streets to fly, And see the lighted windows...
Página 87 - HOW happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill...
Página 124 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!
Página 88 - Who God doth late and early pray More of His grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend ; —This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands ; And having nothing, yet hath all.
Página 16 - When the dew wets its leaves ; unstain'd and pure, As is the lily, or the mountain snow. The modest virtues mingled in her eyes, Still on the ground dejected, darting all Their humid beams into the blooming...
Página 33 - No more by varying passions beat, O gently guide my pilgrim feet To find thy hermit cell ; "Where in some pure and equal sky, Beneath thy soft indulgent eye, The modest virtues dwelt.
Página 90 - On piety, humanity is built ; And, on humanity, much happiness ; And yet still more on piety itself. A soul in commerce with her God, is heaven ; Feels not the tumults and the shocks of life ; The whirls of passions, and the strokes of heart.
Página 98 - MINE be a cot beside the hill; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall shall linger near.
Página 90 - Each branch of piety delight inspires: Faith builds a bridge from this world to the next, O'er death's dark gulf, and all its horror hides...