Poems by Robert Southey

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Macmillan and Company, 1895 - 220
 

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Strona 2 - With them I take delight in weal, And seek relief in woe ; And while I understand and feel How much to them I owe, My cheeks have often been bedew'd With tears of thoughtful gratitude.
Strona 56 - They say it was a shocking sight after the field was won; For many thousand bodies here lay rotting in the sun : But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. " Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won and our good Prince Eugene"; " Why, 't was a very wicked thing ! " said little Wilhelmine ; " Nay, nay, my little girl," quoth he, "It was a famous victory.
Strona 75 - How beautiful is night ! A dewy freshness fills the silent air ; No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven : In full-orbed glory, yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark -blue depths. Beneath her steady ray The desert -circle spreads, Like the round ocean, girdled with the sky. How beautiful is night...
Strona 54 - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done; And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine.
Strona 48 - Sir Ralph the Rover sailed away, He scoured the seas for many a day, And now grown rich with plundered store, He steers his course for Scotland's shore. So thick a haze o'erspreads the sky They cannot see the sun on high ; The wind hath blown a gale all day At evening it hath died away.
Strona 11 - The cataract strong Then plunges along, Striking and raging As if a war waging Its caverns and rocks among; Rising and leaping, Sinking and creeping, Swelling and sweeping, Showering and springing, Flying and flinging, Writhing and wringing, Eddying and whisking, Spouting and frisking, Turning and twisting Around and around With endless rebound: Smiting and fighting, A sight to delight in; Confounding, astounding, Dizzying and deafening the ear with its sound.
Strona 66 - The poor folk flocked from far and near; The great barn was full as it could hold Of women and children, and young and old. Then when he saw it could hold no more Bishop Hatto he made fast the door ; And while for mercy on Christ they call, He set fire to the barn and burnt them all. " I' faith, 'tis an excellent bonfire ! " quoth he, " And the country is greatly obliged to me, For ridding it in these times forlorn, Of rats, that only consume the corn.
Strona 47 - And he fixed his eye on the darker speck. He felt the cheering power of spring ; It made him whistle, it made him sing : His heart was mirthful to excess, But the Rover's mirth was wickedness.
Strona 122 - From stone and from wood, From fire and from flood, From the serpent's tooth, And the beasts of blood : From Sickness I charm thee, And Time shall not harm thee; But Earth which is mine, Its fruits shall deny thee; And Water shall hear me, And know thee and fly thee; And the Winds shall not touch thee When they pass by thee, And the Dews shall not wet thee, When they fall nigh thee : And thou shall seek Death To release thee, in vain...

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