The pleasures of hope; with other poems. [Another]

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Seite 66 - Unfading Hope ; when life's last embers burn, When soul to soul, and dust to dust return ! Heaven to thy charge resigns the awful hour ! Oh ! then, thy kingdom comes ! Immortal Power ! 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.
Seite 72 - Oh ! star-eyed science, hast thou wandered there, To waft us home the message of despair ! Then bind the palm thy sage's brow to suit, Of blasted leaf, and death-distilling fruit...
Seite 29 - Friends of the world ! restore your swords to man, Fight in hia sacred cause, and lead the van ! Yet for Sarmatia's tears of blood atone, And make her arm puissant as your own ! Oh ! once again to Freedom's cause return The patriot TELL — the BRUCE OF BANNOCKBURN...
Seite 51 - The world was sad ! — the garden was a wild ! And man, the hermit, sigh'd — till woman smiled...
Seite 49 - IN joyous youth, what soul hath never known Thought, feeling, taste, harmonious to its own ? Who hath not paused while Beauty's pensive eye Ask'd from his heart the homage of a sigh ? Who hath not own'd, with rapture-smitten frame, The power of grace, the magic of a name...
Seite 28 - Kosciusko fell! 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 59 - O'er all the heart shall triumph and prevail! Charm'd as they read the verse too sadly true, How gallant Albert, and his weary crew, Heaved all their guns, their foundering bark to save, And toil'd—and shriek'd—and perish'd on the wave. Yes, at the dead of night, by Lonna's steep, The seaman's cry was heard along the deep ; There on his funeral waters, dark and wild, The dying father bless'd his darling child!
Seite 27 - Heaven ! he cried, my bleeding country save ! Is there no hand on high to shield the brave ? Yet, though destruction sweep these lovely plains, Rise, fellow-men ! our country yet remains! By that dread name we wave the sword on high ! And swear for her to live! with her to die...
Seite 126 - How smit was poor Adelaide's heart at the sight ! How bitter she wept o'er the victim of war ! " Hast thou come, my fond Love, this last sorrowful night, To cheer the lone heart of your wounded Hussar?"
Seite 76 - What though my winged hours of bliss have been, Like angel visits, few and far between, Her musing mood shall every pang appease, And charm — when pleasures lose the power to please ! Yes ; let each rapture, dear to Nature, flee : Close not the light of Fortune's stormy sea — Mirth, Music, Friendship, Love's propitious smile, Chase every care, and charm a little while, Ecstatic throbs the fluttering heart employ, And all her strings are harmonized to joy...

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