Sonnets, and Other PoemsR. Cruttwell: and sold by C. Dilly, ... London; and T. Adams, Shaftesbury., 1796 - 128 sider |
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... bend o'er some enchanted spot , remov'd From life's vain coil ; I listen to the wind , And think I hear meek sorrow's plaint , reclin'd O'er the forsaken tomb of one she lov'd ! - Fair scenes , ye lend a pleasure , long unknown , To him ...
... bend o'er some enchanted spot , remov'd From life's vain coil ; I listen to the wind , And think I hear meek sorrow's plaint , reclin'd O'er the forsaken tomb of one she lov'd ! - Fair scenes , ye lend a pleasure , long unknown , To him ...
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... bend O'er thy tall banks , a soothing charm bestow ; The murmurs of thy wand'ring wave below Seem to his ear the pity of a friend . Delightful stream ! though now along thy shore , When spring returns in all her wonted pride , The ...
... bend O'er thy tall banks , a soothing charm bestow ; The murmurs of thy wand'ring wave below Seem to his ear the pity of a friend . Delightful stream ! though now along thy shore , When spring returns in all her wonted pride , The ...
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... Whate'er the cause , upon thy banks I bend Sorrowing , yet feel such solace at my heart , As at the meeting of some long - lost friend , From whom , in happier hours , we wept to part . L SONNET VIII . O POVERTY ! though from thy [ 18 ]
... Whate'er the cause , upon thy banks I bend Sorrowing , yet feel such solace at my heart , As at the meeting of some long - lost friend , From whom , in happier hours , we wept to part . L SONNET VIII . O POVERTY ! though from thy [ 18 ]
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... bending vine ) Stream'd the blue light , when on the sparkling Rhine We bounded , and the white waves round the In murmurs parted ; -varying as we go , prow Lo ! the woods open , and the rocks retire , Some convent's ancient walls , or ...
... bending vine ) Stream'd the blue light , when on the sparkling Rhine We bounded , and the white waves round the In murmurs parted ; -varying as we go , prow Lo ! the woods open , and the rocks retire , Some convent's ancient walls , or ...
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... bend to Heaven's high power , Ah ! think ' tis hard , ' tis surely hard to part- Το part from every hope that brought delight , From those that lov'd them , those they lov'd so much ! Then fancy swells the picture on the sight , And ...
... bend to Heaven's high power , Ah ! think ' tis hard , ' tis surely hard to part- Το part from every hope that brought delight , From those that lov'd them , those they lov'd so much ! Then fancy swells the picture on the sight , And ...
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amid amidst BAMBOROUGH CASTLE beam beauteous behold bend beneath breast bright brow BURKE CHARITY charm cheer CHERWELL cliffs cold croud dark deep delight distant Ev'n fading faithless farewell forsaken fragrance Friend of mankind gaze gleam grey havock hear heard heart high wood hills hope HOTWELLS HOWARD hush'd LAZARETTOS life's list'ning lonely look lov'd lyre magick majestick meek morn mournful murmuring musick musing ne'er NETLEY OSTEND pale pass'd peace pensive PHILANTHROPIC SOCIETY pity plain poor proud rejoice rocks scene seem'd shade shadow shalt shore sigh silent slow smile song SONNET soothe sorrow sound spirit steals storm stream sublime sunbeam sweet swell tear tempest thee thine thou dost Thou hast thought THULE tide TRINITY COLLEGE vales views virtue virtue's voice wand'ring wander'd wasted wave weary Where'er Whilst whispering wild wind woods youth
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Side 27 - Softest on sorrow's wound, and slowly thence, Lulling to sad repose the weary sense, The faint pang stealest unperceived away; On thee I rest my only hope at last, And think, when thou hast dried the bitter tear That flows in vain o'er all my soul held dear, I may look back on every sorrow past, And meet life's peaceful evening with a smile...
Side 24 - How sweet the tuneful bells responsive peal ! As when, at opening morn, the fragrant breeze Breathes on the trembling sense of wan disease, So piercing to my heart their force I feel ! And hark ! with lessening cadence now they fall, And now along the white and level tide They fling their melancholy music wide, Bidding me many a tender thought recall Of summer days...
Side 85 - When the ear heard me, then it blessed me; and when the eye saw me, it gave witness to me: Because I delivered the poor that cried, and the fatherless, and him that had none to help him. The blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon me: and I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy.
Side 20 - TO THE RIVER ITCHIN, NEAR WINTON. 1TCHIN, when I behold thy banks again, Thy crumbling margin, and thy silver breast, On which the self-same tints still seem to rest, Why feels my heart the shiv'ring sense of pain?
Side 36 - Fall'n pile ! I ask not what has been thy fate ;— But when the weak winds, wafted from the main, Through each lone arch, like spirits that complain, Come hollow to my ear, I meditate On this world's passing pageant, and the lot Of those who once...
Side 13 - I climb the cliff's ascending side, Much musing on the track of terror past, When o'er the dark wave rode the howling blast, Pleased I look back, and view the tranquil tide That laves the pebbled shores ; and...
Side 58 - Is aught so fair in evening's lingering gleam, As from thine eye the meek and pensive beam That falls ; like saddest moonlight on the hill And distant grove, when the wide world is still ? Thine are the ample views that, unconfined, Stretch to the utmost walks of human kind ; Thine is the spirit, that, with widest plan, Brother to brother binds, and man to man.
Side 24 - When by my native streams, in life's fair prime, The mournful magic of their mingling chime First waked my wondering childhood into tears! But seeming now, when all those days are o'er, The sounds of joy once heard and heard no more.
Side 37 - First came, and on each coomb's romantic side Was heard the distant cuckoo's hollow bill ? Fresh flowers shall fringe the wild brink of the stream, As with the songs of joyance and of hope The hedge-rows shall ring loud...