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Adelaide Anne Procter American angel Arouse thee beauty beneath bird bless blest bliss bosom brave breast breath bright brow calm cheer cloud crown dark darkest hour death despair doth dreams e'er earth Eliza Cook eternal fair fame fate fear flow flowers frae glory glow golden grief hand happiness hath heart heaven holy honour hope hour humble idle ilka James Ballantine John Critchley Katharine Philips labour life's light live Look man's mind morning ne'er Never yield night nonny o'er pain peace Ploughshare poor pray red planet Mars rest rich Richard Monckton Milnes Robert Pollok Robert Southey round shade shadows shine sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spin star strive sweet content tears There's thine things Thomas Parnell thou art thou hast thought to-day To-morrow toil truth voice weary weep William Cowper wise WQte youth
Side 222 - All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom.
Side 220 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Side 95 - Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace : » Referring to the obsequies for the dead.
Side 223 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Side 3 - There are who ask not if thine eye Be on them; who, in love and truth, Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth : Glad hearts ! without reproach or blot Who do thy work, and know it not: Oh ! if through confidence misplaced They fail, thy saving arms, dread Power!
Side 288 - Honour and shame from no condition rise ; Act well your part, there all the honour lies.
Side 222 - Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Side 201 - Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.