The Poems, Odes, Songs, and Other Metrical EffusionsAbraham Asten and Matthias Lopez, 1818 - 288 |
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... muse bewails her hapless bard , Whose cruel fate such golden prospects marr'd ; For Hope once whisper'd to his ardent breast , " Thy dearest , fondest wish shall be possess'd ; " Unfolded to his view the classic page , And all its ...
... muse bewails her hapless bard , Whose cruel fate such golden prospects marr'd ; For Hope once whisper'd to his ardent breast , " Thy dearest , fondest wish shall be possess'd ; " Unfolded to his view the classic page , And all its ...
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... muse of MONTGOMERY pleads not in vain . And when that sweet eye of cerulean hue , Drops the warm tear of pity for virtue distress'd , Then think of the donor , whose sympathy true , The number thou shed'st will engrave on his breast ...
... muse of MONTGOMERY pleads not in vain . And when that sweet eye of cerulean hue , Drops the warm tear of pity for virtue distress'd , Then think of the donor , whose sympathy true , The number thou shed'st will engrave on his breast ...
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... muse of Montgomery pleads not in vain . FLATBUSH . I came when the beauties of Summer were glowing On the bosom of Nature , the fields and the groves , When the balm - freighted zephyrs were pleasantly blowing , And the sweet woodland ...
... muse of Montgomery pleads not in vain . FLATBUSH . I came when the beauties of Summer were glowing On the bosom of Nature , the fields and the groves , When the balm - freighted zephyrs were pleasantly blowing , And the sweet woodland ...
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... muse on Heliconia strays , Or gaily sports in sweet Pierian bowers ; And , when descending to inspire his lays , Her airy form is but the breath of flowers . MINERVA's helm her brow could ne'er sustain , The sword of MARS her arm could ...
... muse on Heliconia strays , Or gaily sports in sweet Pierian bowers ; And , when descending to inspire his lays , Her airy form is but the breath of flowers . MINERVA's helm her brow could ne'er sustain , The sword of MARS her arm could ...
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... muse ; Its whispers please him , though untaught and wild , But loftier tones the trembling chords refuse . O then permit him still the gentler strain , In all its tender languishments , to wake ; For , if he rudely sweep the strings ...
... muse ; Its whispers please him , though untaught and wild , But loftier tones the trembling chords refuse . O then permit him still the gentler strain , In all its tender languishments , to wake ; For , if he rudely sweep the strings ...
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Strona 279 - Wherewith shall I come before the Lord, And bow myself before the high God ? Shall I come before him with burnt offerings, With calves of a year old ? Will the Lord be pleased with thousands of rams, Or with ten thousands of rivers of oil ? Shall I give my firstborn for my transgression, The fruit of my body for the sin of my soul...
Strona 270 - And Miriam the prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took a timbrel in her hand ; and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dances. And Miriam answered them, Sing ye to the LORD, for he hath triumphed gloriously ; the horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea.
Strona 275 - Who only hath immortality, dwelling in the light which no man can approach unto ; whom no man hath seen, nor can see : to whom be honour and power everlasting.
Strona 276 - The Lord looked down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, and seek God. They are all gone aside, they are all together become filthy: there is none that doeth good, no, not one.
Strona 277 - Unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given, and the government shall be upon his. shoulders, and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, the mighty God, the everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace.
Strona 274 - And I saw no temple therein: for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are the temple of it. And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.
Strona 275 - If ye had known me, ye should have known my Father also, and from henceforth ye know him and have seen him. . Philip saith unto him, Lord, show us the Father, and it sufficeth us. Jesus saith unto him, Have I been so long time with you, and yet hast thou not known me, Philip? He that hath seen me hath seen the Father; and how sayest thou then, Shew us the Father?
Strona 275 - And he said, Thou canst not see my face : for there shall no man see me, and live.
Strona 186 - air^drawn dagger " nigh ; And so the prince of Denmark stared, When first his father's ghost appeared. At length our hero silence broke, .And thus in wildest accents spoke : "Cut off my whiskers ! O ye gods ! I'd sooner lose my ears, by odds ; THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH.
Strona 204 - He lingered ibr some time; till, at last, he called me, one day, and, gazing on me, while a faint smile played upon his lips he said, ' He believed death was more kind than his creditors.