The Annual Anthology, Volum 1Robert Southey T.N. Longman and O. Rees., 1799 - 300 sider |
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Side 14
... hast thou ever stood to see The Holly Tree ? The eye that contemplates it well perceives Its glossy leaves Ordered by an intelligence so wise As might confound the Atheists sophistries . II . Below , a circling fence , its leaves are ...
... hast thou ever stood to see The Holly Tree ? The eye that contemplates it well perceives Its glossy leaves Ordered by an intelligence so wise As might confound the Atheists sophistries . II . Below , a circling fence , its leaves are ...
Side 33
... hast thou left Some treasured feelings , unexhausted loves , Thoughts of the past , and thoughts of times to come , Mingled with sweetness all and deep content , For Solitude's grave moment ? Canst thou tell Of the last sun - set how ...
... hast thou left Some treasured feelings , unexhausted loves , Thoughts of the past , and thoughts of times to come , Mingled with sweetness all and deep content , For Solitude's grave moment ? Canst thou tell Of the last sun - set how ...
Side 34
... hast lost That most companiable and aweful sense , That sense which tells us of a GOD in Heaven And beauty on the earth : that sense which lends A voice to silence , and to vacancy A multitude of shapes and hues of life ! Go then ...
... hast lost That most companiable and aweful sense , That sense which tells us of a GOD in Heaven And beauty on the earth : that sense which lends A voice to silence , and to vacancy A multitude of shapes and hues of life ! Go then ...
Side 69
... hast walk'd Uprightly thro ' the world , proud thoughts of joy Will fill thy breast in contemplating here Congenial virtue . But if thou hast swerved From the right path , if thou hast sold thy soul And served , a hireling , with ...
... hast walk'd Uprightly thro ' the world , proud thoughts of joy Will fill thy breast in contemplating here Congenial virtue . But if thou hast swerved From the right path , if thou hast sold thy soul And served , a hireling , with ...
Side 75
... hast thou let the midnight hour Pass unperceived , whilst thy young Fancy lived With high - born beauties and enamour'd chiefs , Shared all their hopes , and with a breathless joy Whose eager expectation almost pain'd , Followed their ...
... hast thou let the midnight hour Pass unperceived , whilst thy young Fancy lived With high - born beauties and enamour'd chiefs , Shared all their hopes , and with a breathless joy Whose eager expectation almost pain'd , Followed their ...
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AMELIA OPIE azure bade beauty Beelzebub behold BENEDICT Bishop Bruno blest bloody Judge bosom breast breath bright brow Canst Changeling CHARLES LLOYD chearful cheek child cloud cried Dæmon dark dead dear death Delia's delight dreams earth fair fame Fancy fear fire Freedom's gaze gentle glory glow grave GREGORY grey grey Alder HAMPSHIRE AVON hath hear heard heart Heaven Holly Tree hope hour JOSEPH COTTLE KARL Killcrop King Land's End light live look Mexitli morning musing never night o'er ocean OLD SARUM Ormuz Painter pleasure poor praise pride radiance rest Richard Penlake rise ROBERT SOUTHEY rocks round sigh silent skies smile song SONNET soon sorrow soul Spirit stood storm sweet swimming dance tempests thee thine thou art thou hast thought thro throne toils trembling Twas vale waves whilst wood young youth
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Side 16 - And should my youth, as youth is apt, I know, Some harshness show, All vain asperities, I, day by day, Would wear away ; Till the smooth temper of my age should be Like the high leaves upon the holly tree.
Side 219 - Father William replied, I remember 'd that youth would fly fast, And abused not my health and my vigour at first. That I never might need them at last. You are old, Father William, the young man cried. And pleasures with youth pass away, And yet you lament not the days that are gone, Now, tell me the reason, I pray? In the days of my youth...
Side 222 - I'll venture my life, She has drank of the Well of St Keyne." " I have left a good woman who never was here...
Side 221 - A WELL there is in the west country, And a clearer one never was seen ; There is not a wife in the west country But has heard of the Well of St. Keyne. An oak and an elm tree stand beside, And behind doth an ash-tree grow, And a willow from the bank above Droops to the water below.
Side 223 - The happiest draught thou hast drank this day That ever thou didst in thy life. " Or has thy good woman, if one thou hast, Ever here in Cornwall been ? For an if she have, I'll venture my life She has drank of the Well of St Keyne.
Side 220 - You are old, father William," the young man cried, " And pleasures with youth pass away; And yet you lament not the days that are gone; Now tell me the reason, I pray.
Side 90 - They eat Their daily bread, and draw the breath of heaven Without or thought or thanks ; heaven's roof to them Is but a painted ceiling hung with lamps, No more, that lights them to their purposes. They wander "loose about," they nothing see, Themselves except, and creatures like themselves, Short-lived, short-sighted, impotent to save.
Side 219 - I remembered that youth would fly fast, And abused not my health and my vigor at first, That I never might need them at last." " You are old, Father William...
Side 16 - So, serious should my youth appear among The thoughtless throng, So would I seem, amid the young and gay More grave than they, That in my age as cheerful I might be As the green winter of the Holly Tree.
Side 45 - Sisters! weave the web of death: Sisters! cease; the work is done. Hail the task and hail the hands! Songs of joy and triumph sing! Joy to the victorious bands, Triumph to the younger King! Mortal! thou that hear'st the tale, Learn the tenor of our song; Scotland!