Odes and SonnetsRoutledge, 1859 - 107 стор. |
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... Storms and tempests , floods and rains , Stern despoilers of the plains , Hence away , the season flee , Foes to light - heart jollity ; May no winds careering high , Drive the clouds along the sky ; But may all nature smile with aspect ...
... Storms and tempests , floods and rains , Stern despoilers of the plains , Hence away , the season flee , Foes to light - heart jollity ; May no winds careering high , Drive the clouds along the sky ; But may all nature smile with aspect ...
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... storm ! Perhaps some way - worn traveller in vain Wraps his torn raiment round his shivering form , Cold even as hope within him ! I the while Pause me in sadness , though the sunbeams smile Cheerily round me . Ah , that thus my lot ...
... storm ! Perhaps some way - worn traveller in vain Wraps his torn raiment round his shivering form , Cold even as hope within him ! I the while Pause me in sadness , though the sunbeams smile Cheerily round me . Ah , that thus my lot ...
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... storm hath dimm'd her trusty guide , Out of her course doth wander far astray ; So I , whose star , that wont with her bright ray Me to direct , with clouds is overcast , Do wander now , in darkness and dismay , Through hidden perils ...
... storm hath dimm'd her trusty guide , Out of her course doth wander far astray ; So I , whose star , that wont with her bright ray Me to direct , with clouds is overcast , Do wander now , in darkness and dismay , Through hidden perils ...
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... storm alone to hear , And the wild sca that to the tempest raves , To gaze amid the horrors of the night , And only see the billows ' gleaming light ; And in the dread of death to think of her Who as she listens sleepless to the gale ...
... storm alone to hear , And the wild sca that to the tempest raves , To gaze amid the horrors of the night , And only see the billows ' gleaming light ; And in the dread of death to think of her Who as she listens sleepless to the gale ...
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... storm shall not return again . Such is the smile that piety bestows On the good man's pale cheek , when he , in peace , Departing gently from a world of woes , Anticipates the realm where sorrows cease . SOUTHEY MORNING . THE AUTHOR ...
... storm shall not return again . Such is the smile that piety bestows On the good man's pale cheek , when he , in peace , Departing gently from a world of woes , Anticipates the realm where sorrows cease . SOUTHEY MORNING . THE AUTHOR ...
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airy BAMPFYLDE beam bids bloom bough bowers breath breeze BRIGHT MORNING STAR buds calm CHARLOTTE SMITH clouds cowslips DAFFODILS DAISY dance dear delight dewy dost doth drest EARL OF SURREY earth fair flocks flowers fragrant gale Gilding give my love gleam gray green greet grove hail HARVEST MOON hast hath hear heart heaven HENRY KIRKE WHITE HERRICK hills light lone love good-morrow lovers maun May-pole mead meadows MILTON MOON of harvest morn murmur Muse nature's Neath night NIGHTINGALE Nymph pale peace pensive purple REDBREAST rill robe rose round rove rustic scrip shade shrill sigh silent sing SIR PHILIP SIDNEY smile song SONNET sorrow SOUTHEY Spenser Spring star storm strain stream Sweet bird TEMPEST thee thine Thou merry month thro thrush thy modest trembling vale wake wander warbles wave wild winds wing WINSLADE Winter woods WORDSWORTH
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Сторінка 96 - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all the rest.
Сторінка 26 - Happy the man. whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound. Content to breathe his native air. In his own ground Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire. Whose trees in summer yield him shade. In winter fire.
Сторінка 105 - With coral clasps and amber studs ; And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Сторінка 94 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering worth is...
Сторінка 104 - And we will all the pleasures prove That hills and valleys, dale and field, And all the craggy mountains yield. There will we sit upon the rocks And see the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals.
Сторінка 12 - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing.
Сторінка 92 - Sweet air blow soft, mount larks aloft To give my Love good-morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird, prune thy wing, nightingale sing, To give my Love good-morrow ; To give my Love good-morrow Notes from them both I'll borrow.
Сторінка 94 - Thy snawie bosom sunward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies...
Сторінка 63 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
Сторінка 23 - If aught of oaten stop, or pastoral song, May hope, chaste eve, to soothe thy modest ear, Like thy own solemn springs, Thy springs, and dying gales...