The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Volum 23Mitchell, Ames, and White, 1819 |
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... reach thy lofty seat . When shall we see the Great Unknown , And in thy presence stand ? Reveal the splendors of thy throne , But shield us with thy hand . In thee what endless wonders meet ! What various glory D 2 Worshipping with Fear,
... reach thy lofty seat . When shall we see the Great Unknown , And in thy presence stand ? Reveal the splendors of thy throne , But shield us with thy hand . In thee what endless wonders meet ! What various glory D 2 Worshipping with Fear,
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With Lives of the Authors Ezekiel Sanford. In thee what endless wonders meet ! What various glory shines ! The crossing rays too fiercely beat Upon our fainting minds . Angels are lost in sweet surprise , If thou unveil thy grace ; And ...
With Lives of the Authors Ezekiel Sanford. In thee what endless wonders meet ! What various glory shines ! The crossing rays too fiercely beat Upon our fainting minds . Angels are lost in sweet surprise , If thou unveil thy grace ; And ...
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... thee , Bids a new Eden grow , With blooming life on every tree , And spreads a Heaven below . She mocks the trumpet's loud alarms Fill'd with thy dreadful breath ; And calls the ' angelic hosts to arms , To give the nations death . But ...
... thee , Bids a new Eden grow , With blooming life on every tree , And spreads a Heaven below . She mocks the trumpet's loud alarms Fill'd with thy dreadful breath ; And calls the ' angelic hosts to arms , To give the nations death . But ...
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... thee in steel to meet his wrath ; His sharp artillery from the north [ frame . Shall pierce thee to the soul , and shake thy mortal Sublime on Winter's rugged wings He rides in arms along the sky , And scatters fate on swains and kings ...
... thee in steel to meet his wrath ; His sharp artillery from the north [ frame . Shall pierce thee to the soul , and shake thy mortal Sublime on Winter's rugged wings He rides in arms along the sky , And scatters fate on swains and kings ...
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... thee no more , And wasted half my days ; My inward powers shall burn and flame With zeal and passion for thy name , I would not speak , but for my God , nor move , but to his praise . What are my eyes , but aids to see The glories of ...
... thee no more , And wasted half my days ; My inward powers shall burn and flame With zeal and passion for thy name , I would not speak , but for my God , nor move , but to his praise . What are my eyes , but aids to see The glories of ...
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The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Volum 23 Ezekiel Sanford Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1819 |
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Side 379 - Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound ; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
Side 377 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail...
Side 378 - Pour'd through the mellow horn her pensive soul : And dashing soft from rocks around Bubbling runnels join'd the sound ; Through glades and glooms the mingled measure stole, Or, o'er some haunted stream, with fond delay, Round an holy calm diffusing, Love of peace, and lonely musing, In hollow murmurs died away.
Side ii - Co. of the said district, have deposited in this office the title of a book, the right whereof they claim as proprietors, in the words following, to wit : " Tadeuskund, the Last King of the Lenape. An Historical Tale." In conformity to the Act of the Congress of the United States...
Side 378 - And, though sometimes, each dreary pause between. Dejected Pity at his side Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild unalter'd mien, While each strain'd ball of sight seem'd bursting from his head.
Side 383 - No wither'd witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew ; The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew. The redbreast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss and gather'd flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Side 377 - tis said, when all were fired, Filled with fury, rapt, inspired, From the supporting myrtles round They snatched her instruments of sound...
Side 22 - Woe unto him that striveth with his Maker! Let the potsherd strive with the potsherds of the earth. Shall the clay say to him that fashioneth it, What makest thou?
Side 380 - IN yonder grave a Druid lies, Where slowly winds the stealing wave ! The year's best sweets shall duteous rise, To deck its Poet's sylvan grave ! In yon deep bed of whispering reeds His airy harp* shall now be laid ; That he, whose heart in sorrow bleeds, May love through life the soothing shade.
Side 362 - How sleep the Brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.