Select Works of the British Poets, in a Chronological Series from Falconer to Sir Walter Scott with Biographical and Critical NoticesT. Wardle, 1838 - 732 sider |
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... soon expect to steer For Britain's coast , and dread no perils near . A thousand tender thoughts their souls employ , That fondly dance to scenes of future joy . Thus time elapsed , while o'er the pathless tide Their ship through ...
... soon expect to steer For Britain's coast , and dread no perils near . A thousand tender thoughts their souls employ , That fondly dance to scenes of future joy . Thus time elapsed , while o'er the pathless tide Their ship through ...
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... soon I went- ' Too soon , alas ! unconscious of th ' event- There , struck with sweet surprise and silent awe , The gentle mistress of my hopes I saw : There wounded first by Love's resistless arms , My glowing bosom throbb'd with ...
... soon I went- ' Too soon , alas ! unconscious of th ' event- There , struck with sweet surprise and silent awe , The gentle mistress of my hopes I saw : There wounded first by Love's resistless arms , My glowing bosom throbb'd with ...
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... soon the windlass arm . * The order given , upspringing with a bound , They lodge the bars , and wheel their engine round ; At every turn the clanging pauls resound . Uptorn reluctant from its oozy cave , The ponderous anchor rises o'er ...
... soon the windlass arm . * The order given , upspringing with a bound , They lodge the bars , and wheel their engine round ; At every turn the clanging pauls resound . Uptorn reluctant from its oozy cave , The ponderous anchor rises o'er ...
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... soon this transient undulation o'er , The sea subsides , the whirlwinds rage no more . While south ward now th ' increasing breezes veer , Dark clouds incumbent on their wings appear . In front they view the consecrated grove Of Cypress ...
... soon this transient undulation o'er , The sea subsides , the whirlwinds rage no more . While south ward now th ' increasing breezes veer , Dark clouds incumbent on their wings appear . In front they view the consecrated grove Of Cypress ...
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... soon prepared , Ascending , spreads along beneath the yard . To each yard - arm the head ropell they extend , And soon their earings and the roebins¶ bend . That task perform'd , they first the braces ** slack , Then to its station drag ...
... soon prepared , Ascending , spreads along beneath the yard . To each yard - arm the head ropell they extend , And soon their earings and the roebins¶ bend . That task perform'd , they first the braces ** slack , Then to its station drag ...
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Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Falconer ... John Aikin Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1838 |
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Arion beauty behold beneath birks of Aberfeldy bless'd bosom bowsprit brails breast breath charms clouds coursers cried death deep delight dread e'en eyes fair faithless falchion fame fate father fear feel felt fix'd fond foresail frae Fulham gave gentle glowing grace Greece grief grieved hand hast hear heart heaven hope hour humble Indra knew lady light live look look'd Lord maid mainsail mast mind muse never night numbers nymph o'er once pain Palemon pass'd peace pity pleasure poor praise pride proud rapture Rodmond round sacred sail scene scorn scudding seem'd shade ship shore sigh silent smile soft song soon soothe sorrow soul spirit Stay-sails storm sweet tale tears tempest thee thine thou thought tide trembling truth Twas vex'd voice wandering wave whyles wife wind wretch wyfe wyllowe yard youth
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Side 208 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I ; And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a" the seas gang dry. Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun ; And I will luve thee still, my dear, While the sands o
Side 178 - Though they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Side 387 - Paradise, and groves Elysian, Fortunate Fields— like those of old Sought in the Atlantic Main— why should they be A history only of departed things, Or a mere fiction of what never was? For the discerning intellect of Man, When wedded to this goodly universe In love and holy passion, shall find these A simple produce of the common day.
Side 187 - That thus they all shall meet in future days ; There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear ; While circling Time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Side 190 - Ev'n thou who mourn'st the Daisy's fate, That fate is thine— no distant date; Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives, elate, Full on thy bloom, Till crush'd beneath the furrow's weight, Shall be thy doom ! To Ruin ALL hail, inexorable lord ! At whose destruction-breathing word The mightiest empires fall!
Side 186 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam' o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek ; With heart-struck anxious care, inquires his name, While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak : Weel pleased the mother hears it's nae wild, worthless rake. Wi...
Side 203 - How blithely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro...
Side 200 - Wi' his last gasp his gab did gape; Five tomahawks, wi' bluid red-rusted; Five scimitars, wi' murder crusted; A garter, which a babe had strangled; A knife, a father's throat had mangled, Whom his ain son o...
Side 187 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Side 200 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...