The poetical works of Horace Smith. 2vols1846 |
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... 'd frame , And poetry that soothes the wounded mind , Ten thousand temples , honour'd with thy name , Attest thy ceaseless blessings to mankind . Chorus . When thou'rt dim , our harp and hymn 26 THE SHRIEK OF PROMETHEUS .
... 'd frame , And poetry that soothes the wounded mind , Ten thousand temples , honour'd with thy name , Attest thy ceaseless blessings to mankind . Chorus . When thou'rt dim , our harp and hymn 26 THE SHRIEK OF PROMETHEUS .
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... The vessel's guidance as her way she won.- None spake - none moved - all sate in blank dismay , Revolving in their minds this dread portent ; VOL . I. D And thus , abandon'd to the sway Of the blind THE SHRIEK OF PROMETHEUS . 33.
... The vessel's guidance as her way she won.- None spake - none moved - all sate in blank dismay , Revolving in their minds this dread portent ; VOL . I. D And thus , abandon'd to the sway Of the blind THE SHRIEK OF PROMETHEUS . 33.
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... mind's disquietude malign To peaceful mood , Soothing the body's anguish with its balm , Lulling the restless into slumbers calm . What tho ' the reckless suicide - oppress'd By fell despair , Turns to a poison - cup thy chalice , bless ...
... mind's disquietude malign To peaceful mood , Soothing the body's anguish with its balm , Lulling the restless into slumbers calm . What tho ' the reckless suicide - oppress'd By fell despair , Turns to a poison - cup thy chalice , bless ...
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... we humbled . A daughter belov'd - a Queen - a son- And a son's sole child have perish'd ; And sad was each heart , save the only one By which they were fondest cherish'd . For his eyes were seal'd , and his mind was THE CONTRAST . 61.
... we humbled . A daughter belov'd - a Queen - a son- And a son's sole child have perish'd ; And sad was each heart , save the only one By which they were fondest cherish'd . For his eyes were seal'd , and his mind was THE CONTRAST . 61.
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Horace Smith. For his eyes were seal'd , and his mind was dark , And he sat in his age's lateness , Like a vision throned , as a solemn mark Of the frailty of human greatness . His silver beard o'er a bosom spread , Unvex'd by life's ...
Horace Smith. For his eyes were seal'd , and his mind was dark , And he sat in his age's lateness , Like a vision throned , as a solemn mark Of the frailty of human greatness . His silver beard o'er a bosom spread , Unvex'd by life's ...
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Сторінка 8 - Neath cloistered boughs each floral bell that swingeth And tolls its perfume on the passing air Makes Sabbath in the fields, and ever ringeth A call to prayer : Not to the domes where crumbling arch and column Attest the feebleness of mortal hand, But to that fane most catholic and solemn Which God hath plann'd,— To that cathedral, boundless as our wonder, Whose quenchless lamps the sun and moon supply, Its choir the winds and waves, its organ thunder, Its dome the sky.
Сторінка 8 - To that cathedral, boundless as our wonder, Whose quenchless lamps the sun and moon supply — Its choir the winds and waves, its organ thunder, Its dome the sky. There — as in solitude and shade I wander Through the green aisles, or, stretched upon the sod, Awed by the silence, reverently ponder The ways of God...
Сторінка 13 - Or doffed thine own to let Queen Dido pass, Or held, by Solomon's own invitation, A torch at the great temple's dedication. I need not ask thee if that hand, when...
Сторінка 11 - Memnonium was in all its glory, And time had not begun to overthrow Those temples, palaces, and piles stupendous, Of which the very ruins are tremendous.
Сторінка 73 - There is ! there is ! One primitive and sure ; Religion pure, Unchanged in spirit, though its forms and codes Wear myriad modes, Contains all creeds within its mighty span ; The love of God displayed in love of man.
Сторінка 13 - We have, above-ground, seen some strange mutations: The Roman empire has begun and ended, New worlds have risen, we have lost old nations, And countless kings have into dust been humbled, While not a fragment of thy flesh has crumbled.