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... o'er thy head ' , en memory fails ' , and all thy vigour's fled ' , Then may'st thou seek the stillness of retreat ' , EXAMPLES . Now the pine tree's ' ,, waving top B ( 13 a ) A KEY . 13 Patience under provocations our interest as well ...
... o'er thy head ' , en memory fails ' , and all thy vigour's fled ' , Then may'st thou seek the stillness of retreat ' , EXAMPLES . Now the pine tree's ' ,, waving top B ( 13 a ) A KEY . 13 Patience under provocations our interest as well ...
Strona 14
... O'er their heads ' ,, a crystal fountain ' , Whereon a sapphire throne ' ,, inlaid with pure Amber , and colours of the show'ry bow . On a sudden ' , open fly ' , With impetuous recoil ' ,, and jarring sound ' , Th'infernal doors ...
... O'er their heads ' ,, a crystal fountain ' , Whereon a sapphire throne ' ,, inlaid with pure Amber , and colours of the show'ry bow . On a sudden ' , open fly ' , With impetuous recoil ' ,, and jarring sound ' , Th'infernal doors ...
Strona 179
... o'er th ' unbending corn ' , and skims along the main ' . Felling trees in a wood . Loud sounds the axe , redoubling strokes ' on strokes` ; On all sides round ' , the forest hurls her oaks Headlong Deep echoing groan the thickets brown ...
... o'er th ' unbending corn ' , and skims along the main ' . Felling trees in a wood . Loud sounds the axe , redoubling strokes ' on strokes` ; On all sides round ' , the forest hurls her oaks Headlong Deep echoing groan the thickets brown ...
Strona 180
... O'er hills , o'er dales , o'er crags , o'er rocks they go` . Motion slow and difficult . A needless Alexandrine ends the song , That ' , like a wounded snake ' , drags its slow length along` . A rock torn from the brow of a mountain ...
... O'er hills , o'er dales , o'er crags , o'er rocks they go` . Motion slow and difficult . A needless Alexandrine ends the song , That ' , like a wounded snake ' , drags its slow length along` . A rock torn from the brow of a mountain ...
Strona 182
... O'er death's dark gulf , and all its horror hides ; Praise , the sweet exhalation of our joy , That joy exalts , and makes it sweeter still ; Pray'r ardent opens heav'n , lets down a stream Of glory , on the consecrated hour Of man in ...
... O'er death's dark gulf , and all its horror hides ; Praise , the sweet exhalation of our joy , That joy exalts , and makes it sweeter still ; Pray'r ardent opens heav'n , lets down a stream Of glory , on the consecrated hour Of man in ...
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Strona 242 - Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th...
Strona 222 - And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Strona 216 - Thus wondrous fair: thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye Sons of Light, Angels — for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing — ye in heaven; On earth join, all ye creatures, to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Strona 197 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.
Strona 214 - In vain for him th' officious wife prepares The fire fair-blazing and the vestment warm; In vain his little children, peeping out Into the mingling storm, demand their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas ! Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold, Nor friends, nor sacred home.
Strona 216 - Join voices all ye living Souls: Ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill, or valley, fountain or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail universal Lord, be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil, or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light dispels...
Strona 212 - Ye winds that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Strona 211 - 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.
Strona 177 - The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar : When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow ; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Strona 227 - Hope humbly then ; with trembling pinions soar ; Wait the great teacher death, and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast : Man never is, but always to be blest.