The Poetical Works of Cuthbert Shaw: Collated with the Best EditionsJ. Sharpe, 1807 - 88 sider |
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Side 7
... breath'd a language foreign to her heart Perhaps the Muse profanely does thee wrong , Weak my suspicions and unjust my song ' ! Whichever is the cause , the truth proclaim , And to that sentence here affix thy name ; So shall we both be ...
... breath'd a language foreign to her heart Perhaps the Muse profanely does thee wrong , Weak my suspicions and unjust my song ' ! Whichever is the cause , the truth proclaim , And to that sentence here affix thy name ; So shall we both be ...
Side 14
... breath , And , with rebellious heart , protest against her death When the stern tyrant clos'd her lovely eyes , How did I rave , untaught to bear the blow ! With impious wish to tear her from the skies , How curse my fate in bitterness ...
... breath , And , with rebellious heart , protest against her death When the stern tyrant clos'd her lovely eyes , How did I rave , untaught to bear the blow ! With impious wish to tear her from the skies , How curse my fate in bitterness ...
Side 16
... GAL Autort I ask to more irrevocaulu noom is pass'd , vicle her last --- bur 4 fine breath , vainst her dista oner lowly etcs , hew the blow ! 83 , WET , Y. justy iwetetuesy of wo ¢ ! Wilt thou ? SHAW , I know thou wilt sad Mf.N - TY ,
... GAL Autort I ask to more irrevocaulu noom is pass'd , vicle her last --- bur 4 fine breath , vainst her dista oner lowly etcs , hew the blow ! 83 , WET , Y. justy iwetetuesy of wo ¢ ! Wilt thou ? SHAW , I know thou wilt sad Mf.N - TY ,
Side 20
... breathe our sorrows in this lonely bower . But why , alas ! to thee complain ! To thee - unconscious of my pain ! Soon shalt thou cease to mourn thy lot severe , And hail the dawning of a happier year : The genial warmth of joy ...
... breathe our sorrows in this lonely bower . But why , alas ! to thee complain ! To thee - unconscious of my pain ! Soon shalt thou cease to mourn thy lot severe , And hail the dawning of a happier year : The genial warmth of joy ...
Side 22
... breath , And dry up every tear ! Perhaps , obsequious to my will , But ah ! from my affections far remov❜d ! The last sad office strangers may fulfil , As if I ne'er had been belov'd ; As if , unconscious of poetic fire , I ne'er had ...
... breath , And dry up every tear ! Perhaps , obsequious to my will , But ah ! from my affections far remov❜d ! The last sad office strangers may fulfil , As if I ne'er had been belov'd ; As if , unconscious of poetic fire , I ne'er had ...
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ancient arms bard beauteous beauty behold beneath bids bless'd bliss blissful band bloom bosom bower breast breath CERINTHUS CHARLES WHITTINGHAM charms CORIOLANUS court crown'd Damon dear Delia delight divine Doddington E'en e'er Emma's eyes fair fame fate father fear fire fix'd flame flattering flowers fond genius gentle glorious glory goddess grace grief grove hand head hear heart Heaven honour hope hour Hymen immortal IMMORTAL bard John Sharpe Latium lord lov'd lover lyre maid mind MONODY Mount Edgecumbe Muse ne'er never night nymphs o'er pain passion peace Petrarch Pindus pleas'd poet praise pride race rage rais'd refin'd rills rove sacred scene shade shine sing skies smil'd smile soft song sorrow soul spring stranger stream SULPICIA sweet tears tell tender thee thine thought TIBULLUS vale Venus vex'd virtue voice wild wretched Yarrow youth
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Side 6 - Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
Side 5 - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear ; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year ? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers.
Side 58 - She guides the young with innocence, In pleasure's path to tread : A crown of glory she bestows Upon the hoary head. According as her labours rise, So her rewards increase ; Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are peace.
Side 31 - The green-wood path to meet her brother : They sought him east, they sought him west, They sought him all the forest thorough ; They only saw the cloud of night, They only heard the roar of Yarrow...
Side 53 - Who through this weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led. 2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present Before thy throne of grace : God of our fathers ! be the God Of their succeeding race.
Side 64 - Though now ascended up on high, He bends on earth a brother's eye : Partaker of the human name, He knows the frailty of our frame.
Side 65 - Our fellow-sufferer yet retains A fellow-feeling of our pains ; And still remembers in the skies His tears, His agonies, and cries.
Side 62 - Let earth his praise resound : Ye who upon the ocean dwell, And fill the isles around.
Side 57 - In early years Thou wast my guide, And of my youth the friend ; And as my days began with Thee, With Thee my days shall end.
Side 64 - WHERE high the heavenly temple stands, The house of God not made with hands, A great High Priest our nature wears, The guardian of mankind appears.