The Book of Gems: Pomfret to BloomfieldSamuel Carter Hall Saunders and Otley, 1837 |
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Side xiii
... breast . 245 Song . HAYLEY . CUNNINGHAM . From an Essay on Painting . 247 May - Eve ; or Kate of Aberdeen . Morning A Song , sent with a Rose From an Essay on Epic Poetry . From the Triumphs of Temper 248 250 JONES . FALCONER . Song of ...
... breast . 245 Song . HAYLEY . CUNNINGHAM . From an Essay on Painting . 247 May - Eve ; or Kate of Aberdeen . Morning A Song , sent with a Rose From an Essay on Epic Poetry . From the Triumphs of Temper 248 250 JONES . FALCONER . Song of ...
Side 36
... breast , Down bend the banks , the trees depending grow , And skies beneath with answering colours glow : But if a stone the gentle sea divide , Swift ruffling circles curl on every side , And glimmering fragments of a broken sun ...
... breast , Down bend the banks , the trees depending grow , And skies beneath with answering colours glow : But if a stone the gentle sea divide , Swift ruffling circles curl on every side , And glimmering fragments of a broken sun ...
Side 37
... breast , ( ' Twas then his threshold first receiv'd a guest ) ; Slow creeking turns the door with jealous care , One frugal fagot lights the naked walls , And nature's And half he welcomes in the shivering pair : PARNELL . 37.
... breast , ( ' Twas then his threshold first receiv'd a guest ) ; Slow creeking turns the door with jealous care , One frugal fagot lights the naked walls , And nature's And half he welcomes in the shivering pair : PARNELL . 37.
Side 56
... breast the finest flow'rs appear : Thy words excel the maist delightfu ' notes That warble through the merle or mavis ' throats : With thee I tent nae flowers that busk the field , Or ripest berries that our mountains yield : The ...
... breast the finest flow'rs appear : Thy words excel the maist delightfu ' notes That warble through the merle or mavis ' throats : With thee I tent nae flowers that busk the field , Or ripest berries that our mountains yield : The ...
Side 62
... breast with conquests yet to come . Straight the three bands prepare in arms to join , Each band the number of the sacred nine . Soon as she spreads her hand , th ' aërial guard Descend , and sit on each important card : First Ariel ...
... breast with conquests yet to come . Straight the three bands prepare in arms to join , Each band the number of the sacred nine . Soon as she spreads her hand , th ' aërial guard Descend , and sit on each important card : First Ariel ...
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Side 76 - THESE, as they change, ALMIGHTY FATHER, these Are but the varied GOD ! The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart, is joy.
Side 77 - When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful will obey; there, with new powers, Will rising wonders sing. I cannot go Where universal love not smiles around, Sustaining all yon orbs, and all their suns; From seeming evil still educing good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression.
Side 14 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Side 213 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er ! Such fate to suffering worth is...
Side 168 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too ; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Side 212 - Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem: To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonnie gem. Alas! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie lark, companion meet, Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet, Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe to greet The purpling east.
Side 120 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Side 100 - Is not a patron, my lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water, and when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help...
Side 33 - tis madness to defer ; Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Side 126 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love.