The Pleasures of Hope: With Other PoemsMundell, Doig, & Stevenson, 1810 - 131 Seiten |
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... bosom , true to sympathy ! Where is the troubled heart , consigned to share Tumultuous toils , or solitary care , Unblest by visionary thoughts that stray To count the joys of Fortune's better day ! Lo , nature , life , and liberty ...
... bosom , true to sympathy ! Where is the troubled heart , consigned to share Tumultuous toils , or solitary care , Unblest by visionary thoughts that stray To count the joys of Fortune's better day ! Lo , nature , life , and liberty ...
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... , and Helvetia's arms ! See Roman fire in Hampden's bosom swell , And fate and freedom in the shaft of Tell ! Say , ye fond zealots to the worth of yore , Hath Valour left the world - to live no more 34 PLEASURES OF HOPE .
... , and Helvetia's arms ! See Roman fire in Hampden's bosom swell , And fate and freedom in the shaft of Tell ! Say , ye fond zealots to the worth of yore , Hath Valour left the world - to live no more 34 PLEASURES OF HOPE .
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... bosom of her lord , And wept , and pray'd perdition from his sword ! Nor sought in vain ! at that heart - piercing cry , The strings of nature crack'd with agony , He , with delirious laugh , the dagger hurl'd , And burst the ties that ...
... bosom of her lord , And wept , and pray'd perdition from his sword ! Nor sought in vain ! at that heart - piercing cry , The strings of nature crack'd with agony , He , with delirious laugh , the dagger hurl'd , And burst the ties that ...
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... bosom of her God ! Oh ! lives there , heaven ! beneath thy dread expanse One hopeless , dark idolater of Chance , Content to feed , with pleasures unrefin❜d , The lukewarm passions of a lowly mind ; Who , mould'ring earthward , ' reft ...
... bosom of her God ! Oh ! lives there , heaven ! beneath thy dread expanse One hopeless , dark idolater of Chance , Content to feed , with pleasures unrefin❜d , The lukewarm passions of a lowly mind ; Who , mould'ring earthward , ' reft ...
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... Beyond the realms of Nature , and of Time ! " And weep not thus , " he cried , " young Ellenore , My bosom bleeds , but soon shall bleed no more ! Short shall this half - extinguish'd spirit burn , And PLEASURES OF HOPE . 19 79.
... Beyond the realms of Nature , and of Time ! " And weep not thus , " he cried , " young Ellenore , My bosom bleeds , but soon shall bleed no more ! Short shall this half - extinguish'd spirit burn , And PLEASURES OF HOPE . 19 79.
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Adam Smith afar ANTISTROPHE Arion Author beauty Beauty's bleed bliss boards bosom bright Briton brow charm charm'd child clime deed deep delight doom'd dread dust edition eternal fancy fate fields fond friendless Genius Gilderoy glow hail hallow'd hand Hark Hast thou hath heart Heav'n Heav'n's command heav'nly Heraldry Hindoo hour isles life's light lonely Loxian lyre MEDEA Mercy midnight mind mingles mournful murmur Muse Nature Nature's NOTE numbers o'er pang parricide Peace pensive perusal PLEASURES OF HOPE POEMS poor dog Tray pow'r proud rapture Review ROBERT ANDERSON sacred sapient scenes seraph shade shalt shore sigh slumber smile song soothe sorrow soul spirit Steam Engine storm sublime sweep sweet tears thee thine Thomas Brown trembling triumph Truth vale verses viewless vols watch wave WEALTH of NATIONS weep wheels wild winds wounded Hussar wrath wretch Yok'd
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Seite 30 - The sun went down, nor ceased the carnage there. Tumultuous Murder shook the midnight air — On Prague's proud arch the fires of ruin glow, His blood-dyed waters murmuring far below; The storm prevails, the rampart yields a way, Bursts the wild cry of horror and dismay!
Seite 68 - What though each spark of earth-born rapture fly The quivering lip, pale cheek, and closing eye ! Bright to the soul thy seraph hands convey The morning dream of life's eternal day — Then, then, the triumph and the trance begin, And all the phoenix spirit burns within! Oh ! deep-enchanting prelude to repose, The dawn of bliss, the twilight of our woes ! Yet half I hear the panting spirit sigh, It is a dread and awful thing to die!
Seite 83 - Eternal Hope ! when yonder spheres sublime Pealed their first notes to sound the march of Time, Thy joyous youth began — but not to fade. — When all the sister planets have decayed ; When...
Seite 75 - Oh ! let her read, nor loudly, nor elate, The doom that bars us from a better fate ; But, sad as angels for the good man's sin, Weep to record, and blush to give it in ! And well may Doubt, the mother of Dismay, Paise at her martyr's tomb, and read the lay.
Seite 29 - Oh ! bloodiest picture in the book of Time Sarmatia fell unwept, without a crime ; Found not a generous friend, a pitying foe, Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe...
Seite 19 - Lo! at the couch where infant beauty sleeps, Her silent watch the mournful mother keeps; She, while the lovely babe unconscious lies, Smiles on her slumbering child with pensive eyes, And weaves a song of melancholy joy— " Sleep, image of thy father, sleep, my boy: No lingering hour of sorrow shall be thine; No sigh that rends thy father's heart and mine; Bright as his manly sire the son shall be In form and soul; but, ah! more blest than he!
Seite 69 - Chased on his night-steed by the star of day ! The strife is o'er — the pangs of Nature close, And life's last rapture triumphs o'er her woes. Hark ! as the spirit eyes, with eagle gaze, The noon of heaven...
Seite 32 - Yes ! thy proud lords, unpitied land ! shall see * That man hath yet a soul — and dare be free ! A little while, along thy saddening plains, The starless night of desolation reigns ; Truth shall restore the light by Nature given, And, like Prometheus, bring the fire of Heaven ! Prone to the dust Oppression shall be hurl'd, Her name, her nature, wither'd from the world...
Seite 28 - Firm-paced and slow, a horrid front they form. Still as the breeze, but dreadful as the storm; Low murmuring sounds along their banners fly, Revenge, or death — the watchword and reply; Then pealed the notes, omnipotent to charm, And the loud tocsin tolled their last alarm!