The Poetical Works of Thomas Campbell: Including Theodric and Many Other Pieces Not Contained in Any Former EditionS. & D. A. Forbes, 1830 - 221 Seiten |
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... spirit guides the raptured eye To pierce the shades of dim futurity ? Can Wisdom lend , with all her heav'nly power , The pledge of Joy's anticipated hour ? Ah , no ! she darkly sees the fate of man- Her dim horizon bounded to a span ...
... spirit guides the raptured eye To pierce the shades of dim futurity ? Can Wisdom lend , with all her heav'nly power , The pledge of Joy's anticipated hour ? Ah , no ! she darkly sees the fate of man- Her dim horizon bounded to a span ...
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... spirit guides the raptured eye To pierce the shades of dim futurity ? Can Wisdom lend , with all her heav'nly power , The pledge of Joy's anticipated hour ? Ah , no ! she darkly sees the fate of man- Her dim horizon bounded to a span ...
... spirit guides the raptured eye To pierce the shades of dim futurity ? Can Wisdom lend , with all her heav'nly power , The pledge of Joy's anticipated hour ? Ah , no ! she darkly sees the fate of man- Her dim horizon bounded to a span ...
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... spirits bring ! What viewless forms th ' Æolian organ play , And sweep the furrow'd lines of anxious thought away Angel of life ! thy glittering wings explore Earth's loneliest bounds , and ocean's wildest shore . Lo ! to the wint'ry ...
... spirits bring ! What viewless forms th ' Æolian organ play , And sweep the furrow'd lines of anxious thought away Angel of life ! thy glittering wings explore Earth's loneliest bounds , and ocean's wildest shore . Lo ! to the wint'ry ...
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... spirit of the deep . Swift as yon streamer lights the starry pole , Her visions warm the watchman's pensive soul : His native hills that rise in happier climes , The grot that heard his song of other times , His cottage - home , his ...
... spirit of the deep . Swift as yon streamer lights the starry pole , Her visions warm the watchman's pensive soul : His native hills that rise in happier climes , The grot that heard his song of other times , His cottage - home , his ...
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... spirit - speaking eye , Hails in his heart the triumph yet to come , And hears thy stormy music in the drum . And such thy strength - inspiring aid that bore The hardy Byron to his native shore .— ( a ) In horrid climes , where Chiloe's ...
... spirit - speaking eye , Hails in his heart the triumph yet to come , And hears thy stormy music in the drum . And such thy strength - inspiring aid that bore The hardy Byron to his native shore .— ( a ) In horrid climes , where Chiloe's ...
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adieu amidst Aodh arms battle battle of Pultowa beauty beauty's beneath bleeding blest blood bosom bower brave breast breath bright brow burst Campbell Crest charms chief child clime cried Culdees Daingean death deep dream Duke of Angouleme earth enemies England ev'n eyes fair fame fate fire Gertrude GERTRUDE OF WYOMING gloom glow grief hand hath heard heart Heaven Hope hour Indians Innisfail Irish isles Julia kindred knew land Levantine sea life's light living Lochiel lonely looked love's Loxian memory mind Mohawk nation mountain mourn Nature's night Note o'er pale peace pride psaltery rapture Reullura sacred scene scorn shade shore sigh sight Sir John Johnson sire smile song soul spirit Stanza star storm sweet sword tears tell thee Theodric thine thou thought tree trembling tribe Twas Udolph wampum waves weep wild wind woods
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Seite 104 - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends never to part ; My little ones kissed me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobbed aloud in her fulness of heart. Stay, stay...
Seite 93 - YE Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle and the breeze — Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow, — While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Seite 80 - Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before. I tell thee, Culloden's dread echoes shall ring With the bloodhounds that bark for thy fugitive king. Lo ! anointed by Heaven with the vials of wrath, Behold, where he flies on his desolate path ! Now in darkness and billows, he sweeps from my sight: Rise, rise!
Seite 98 - By the festal cities' blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines in light; And yet amidst that joy and uproar Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore. Brave hearts ! to Britain's pride Once so faithful and so true, On the deck of fame that died, With the gallant good Riou : Soft sigh the winds of heaven o'er their grave ; While the billow mournful rolls, And the mermaid's song condoles, Singing glory to the souls Of the brave.
Seite 80 - Though my perishing ranks should be strewed in their gore, Like ocean-weeds heaped on the surf-beaten shore, Lochiel, untainted by flight or by chains, While the kindling of life in his bosom remains, Shall victor exult, or in death be laid low, With his back to the field, and his feet to the foe ! And leaving in battle no blot on his name, Look proudly to heaven from the death-bed of fame.
Seite 14 - During the course of the last long and bloody war Logan remained idle in his cabin, an advocate for peace. Such was my love for the whites, that my countrymen pointed as they passed, and said, 'Logan is the friend of white men.
Seite 93 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry.
Seite 55 - LOVE ! in such a wilderness as this, Where transport and security entwine, Here is the empire of thy perfect bliss, And here thou art a god indeed divine. Here shall no forms abridge, no hours confine, The views, the walks, that boundless joy inspire ! Roll on, ye days of raptured influence, shine ! Nor, blind with ecstasy's celestial fire, Shall love behold the spark of earth-born time expire.
Seite 96 - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone; By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand, And the Prince of all the land Led them on.