The Pleasures of Hope: With Other PoemsMundell, Doig, & Stevenson, 1810 - 131 Seiten |
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... waves he rides afar , Where Andes , giant of the western star , With meteor - standard to the winds unfurl'd , Looks from his throne of clouds o'er half the world . Now far he sweeps ... wave's tumultuous roar , The PLEASURES OF HOPE . 7.
... waves he rides afar , Where Andes , giant of the western star , With meteor - standard to the winds unfurl'd , Looks from his throne of clouds o'er half the world . Now far he sweeps ... wave's tumultuous roar , The PLEASURES OF HOPE . 7.
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With Other Poems Thomas Campbell. And waft , across the wave's tumultuous roar , The wolf's long howl from Oonalaska's shore . Poor child of danger , nursling of the storm , Sad are the woes that wreck thy manly form ! Rocks , waves ...
With Other Poems Thomas Campbell. And waft , across the wave's tumultuous roar , The wolf's long howl from Oonalaska's shore . Poor child of danger , nursling of the storm , Sad are the woes that wreck thy manly form ! Rocks , waves ...
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... wave thy golden wand . " Go , child of Heav'n ! ( thy winged words proclaim ) ' Tis thine to search the boundless fields of fame ! Lo ! Newton , priest of Nature , shines afar , Scans the wide world , and numbers ev'ry star ! Wilt thou ...
... wave thy golden wand . " Go , child of Heav'n ! ( thy winged words proclaim ) ' Tis thine to search the boundless fields of fame ! Lo ! Newton , priest of Nature , shines afar , Scans the wide world , and numbers ev'ry star ! Wilt thou ...
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... wave purple on the hill ; Tell , that when silent years have pass'd away , That when his eyes grow dim , his tresses grey , These busy hands a lovelier cot shall build , And deck with fairer flowers his little field , And call from Heav ...
... wave purple on the hill ; Tell , that when silent years have pass'd away , That when his eyes grow dim , his tresses grey , These busy hands a lovelier cot shall build , And deck with fairer flowers his little field , And call from Heav ...
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... the car of Time , And rule the spacious world from clime to clime ; Thy handmaid arts shall every wild explore , Trace every wave , and culture every shore . On Erie's banks , where tigers steal along , And PLEASURES OF HOPE . 25.
... the car of Time , And rule the spacious world from clime to clime ; Thy handmaid arts shall every wild explore , Trace every wave , and culture every shore . On Erie's banks , where tigers steal along , And PLEASURES OF HOPE . 25.
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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!