The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One VolumeThomas, Cowperthwait & Company no. 253, Market street., 1840 - 522 стор. |
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... unto you , that in me ye might have peace . In the day crowned ! " Fear God , all - wise , omnipotent , In. the high and the lowly of earth , the most important moral lesson that the light and darkness of this strange life can teach to ...
... unto you , that in me ye might have peace . In the day crowned ! " Fear God , all - wise , omnipotent , In. the high and the lowly of earth , the most important moral lesson that the light and darkness of this strange life can teach to ...
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... unto salvation wise ! My little boy , thou canst not know How strives my spirit fervently , How my heart's fountains overflow With yearning tenderness for thee ! God keep and strengthen thee from sin ! God crown thy life with peace and ...
... unto salvation wise ! My little boy , thou canst not know How strives my spirit fervently , How my heart's fountains overflow With yearning tenderness for thee ! God keep and strengthen thee from sin ! God crown thy life with peace and ...
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... Unto the Christian . " do ye so to others As ye would they should do unto yourselves . " And where , among the fables of their poets , Which you pretend veil the divinest truths , Find you the penitent prodigal coming back Unto his ...
... Unto the Christian . " do ye so to others As ye would they should do unto yourselves . " And where , among the fables of their poets , Which you pretend veil the divinest truths , Find you the penitent prodigal coming back Unto his ...
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... Unto your body's ease . This wretched room , And its poor pallet — would you not desire A lighter , airier , more commodious chamber . Looking out to the hills ; and where the shine Of the great sun might enter where sweet odours , And ...
... Unto your body's ease . This wretched room , And its poor pallet — would you not desire A lighter , airier , more commodious chamber . Looking out to the hills ; and where the shine Of the great sun might enter where sweet odours , And ...
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... unto his friends : 64 Sell house and all ! " exclaimed the revellers . The young lord went to his uneasy bed A melancholy man . The portraits old Looked from their gilded frames as if they spoke Silent upbraidings - all seemed stern but ...
... unto his friends : 64 Sell house and all ! " exclaimed the revellers . The young lord went to his uneasy bed A melancholy man . The portraits old Looked from their gilded frames as if they spoke Silent upbraidings - all seemed stern but ...
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Achzib ADONIJAH Amariah angels ANNE BOLEYN ARIOCH arms art thou Babylon beauty behold BELSHAZZAR beneath BENINA BIANCA bird bless blood breath bright brow CALLIAS Caswallon child clouds cold coursers dark dead dear death deep didst dost doth earth Endymion eyes fair father FAZIO fear fierce flowers gentle glory gold golden green hand hath hear heard heart heaven Hengist holy IMLAH King lady LADY ROCHFORD light lips look Lord MARGARITA Marien mercy morning mother Nabonassar ne'er neath night NITOCRIS noble o'er OLYBIUS pale poor pride proud Queen Raym rich round Samor sate Saxon seem'd shalt silent sleep soft song sorrow soul sound spake spirit stood strong sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought throne tree unto voice Vortigern Vortimer weary weep wild wilt wind wings wonder youth
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Сторінка 69 - The poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead: That is the grasshopper's — he takes the lead In summer luxury, — he has never done With his delights, for when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
Сторінка 433 - The tender and delicate woman among you, which would not adventure to set the sole of her foot upon the ground for delicateness and tenderness...
Сторінка 45 - Of old romance. These let us wish away, And turn, sole-thoughted, to one Lady there, Whose heart had brooded, all that wintry day, On love, and wing'd St. Agnes' saintly care, As she had heard old dames full many times declare. VI. They told her how, upon St. Agnes...
Сторінка 61 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shall remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty...
Сторінка 30 - FORASMUCH as it hath pleased Almighty God of his great mercy to take unto himself the soul of our dear brother here departed, we therefore commit his body to the ground; earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust...
Сторінка 46 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint : She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven : Porphyro grew faint : She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Сторінка 45 - Ah, happy chance! the aged creature came, Shuffling along with ivory-headed wand, To where he stood, hid from the torch's flame, Behind a broad hall-pillar, far beyond The sound of merriment and chorus bland: He startled her; but soon she knew his face, And grasp'd his fingers in her palsied hand, Saying, 'Mercy, Porphyro!
Сторінка 45 - All saints to give him sight of Madeline, But for one moment in the tedious hours, That he might gaze and worship all unseen ; Perchance speak, kneel, touch, kiss — in sooth such things have been.
Сторінка 27 - Your lutes, and gentler fate ! We follow Bacchus ! Bacchus on the wing, A conquering! Bacchus, young Bacchus ! good or ill betide, We dance before him thorough kingdoms wide : — Come hither, lady fair, and joined be To our wild minstrelsy...
Сторінка 129 - God might have bade the earth bring forth Enough for great and small, The oak-tree and the cedar-tree, Without a flower at all. We might have had enough, enough For every want of ours, For luxury, medicine and toil, And yet have had no flowers.