The Female Poets of Great Britain: Chronologically Arranged: with Copious Selections and Critical Remarks

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Carey and Hart, 1849 - 509 Seiten
 

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Seite 43 - Ben Jonson : EPITAPH. Underneath this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother; Death ! ere thou hast slain another Learn'd, and fair, and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Seite 506 - And bitter memories to make The whole earth blasted for our sake ? " He giveth His beloved, sleep." " Sleep soft, belov'd !" we sometimes say, But have no tune to charm away Sad dust that through the eyelids creep : But never doleful dream again Shall break the happy slumber when " He giveth His beloved, sleep.
Seite 506 - that through the eyelids creep : But never doleful dream again Shall break the happy slumber when " He giveth His beloved, sleep." O delved gold ! the waller's heap ! 0 strife, 0 curse, that o'er it fall! God makes a silence through you all, "And giveth His beloved, sleep!" His dews drop mutely on the hill: His cloud above it
Seite 507 - waller's heap ! 0 strife, 0 curse, that o'er it fall! God makes a silence through you all, "And giveth His beloved, sleep!" His dews drop mutely on the hill: His cloud above it resteth still, Though on its slope men toil and reap! More softly than the dew is shed, Or cloud is
Seite 375 - again That short deep gasp, and then The parting groan. Oh, change ! oh, wondrous change — Burst are the prison bars — This moment there, so low, So agonized, and now Beyond the stars ! Oh, change—stupendous change ! There lies the soulless clod : The sun eternal breaks — The new immortal wakes — Wakes with his God.
Seite 390 - me long; I come o'er the mountains with light and song! Ye may trace my steps o'er the wakening earth, By the winds which tell of the violet's birth ; By the primrose stars in the shadowy grass, By the green leaves opening as I pass. The
Seite 263 - quit my prey, And grant a kind reprieve ; In hopes you 'll have no more to say, But when I call again this way, Well pleas'd the world will leave." To these conditions both consented, And parted, perfectly contented. What next the hero of our tale befell, How long he liv'd, how wise, how well,
Seite 518 - It is a place where poets crown'd May feel the heart's decaying — It is a place where happy saints May weep amid their praying — Yet let the grief and humbleness As low as silence languish ; Earth surely now may give her calm To whom she gave her anguish. 0
Seite 520 - Of seraphs round him breaking Or felt the new immortal throb Of soul from body parted ; But felt those eyes alone, and knew " My Saviour ! not deserted !" Deserted ! who hath dreamt that when The cross in darkness rested, Upon the Victim's hidden face No love was manifested ? What frantic hands outstretched have e'er
Seite 264 - He passed his hours in peace : But while he view'd his wealth increase, While thus along Life's dusty road The beaten track content he trod, Old Time, whose haste no mortal spares, Uncall'd, unheeded, unawares, Brought on his eightieth year. And now, one night, in musing mood, As all alone he sat. The

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