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Angels arms band beneath blood blooming blow bold borne brave breast breath bright brings chief Christian close Cockermouth croud crown daring dead death deeds deep dread eternal fall fame fatal fate fathers fear fell field fierce fight fire flame flowers foes freedom give gloom glory grave green ground hand head hear heart heaven heroes Highland holy hope hour human Isles King land light living lofty loud manly mighty morn Moslem mountain mourn Muse nature never night noble numbers o'er pain patriot Persian plain proud regions reign rest rich rise rolls rose sacred scene seen shade shine sing skies slave smiles song sons soul sound spirit spread stand storm strains stream sweet sword thee thou thought throne tomb true tyrant vain wait warlike warriors wave wild wing young youth
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Сторінка 93 - Think not, when all your scanty stores afford Is spread at once upon the sparing board ; Think not, when worn the homely robe appears, While, on the roof, the howling tempest bears ; What farther shall this feeble life sustain, And what shall clothe these shivering limbs again. Say, does not life its nourishment exceed ? And the fair body its investing weed ? Behold...
Сторінка 18 - Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies. Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame, August her deed, and sacred be her fame; Before true passion all those views remove, Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
Сторінка 66 - Bursts the wild cry of horror and dismay! Hark, as the smouldering piles with thunder fall, A thousand shrieks for hopeless mercy call! Earth shook— red meteors flash'd along the sky, And conscious Nature shudder'd at the cry!
Сторінка 36 - Yet still there whispers the small voice within, Heard through Gain's silence, and o'er Glory's din : Whatever creed be taught or land be trod, Man's conscience is the oracle of God.
Сторінка 82 - There was a laughing Devil in his sneer, That raised emotions both of rage and fear; And where his frown of hatred darkly fell, Hope withering fled, and Mercy sigh'd farewell!
Сторінка 19 - From the rich peasant cheek of ruddy bronze, And large black eyes that flash on you a volley Of rays that say a thousand things at once, To the high dama's brow, more melancholy, But clear, and with a wild and liquid glance, Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies.
Сторінка 92 - Behold! and look away your low despair— See the light tenants of the barren air: To them, nor stores, nor granaries belong, Nought but the woodland and the pleasing song; Yet, your kind heavenly Father bends his eye On the least wing that flits along the sky...
Сторінка 17 - Shades of the dead ! have I not heard your voices Rise on the night-rolling breath of the gale?" Surely the soul of the hero rejoices, And rides on the wind o'er his own Highland vale.
Сторінка 96 - What sounds of brazen wheels, what thunder, scare And stun the reader with the din of war ! With fear my spirits and my blood retire To see the seraphs sunk in clouds of fire ; But when with eager steps from hence I rise, And view the first gay...
Сторінка 102 - I have warr'd with a world which vanquish'd me only When the meteor of conquest allured me too far ; I have coped with the nations which dread me thus lonely, The last single Captive to millions in war.
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| Назва | Poetical Works |
| Автор | Isaac Wilkinson |
| Опубліковано | 1824 |
| Оригінал із | Каліфорнійський університет |
| Оцифровано | 3 груд. 2007 |
| Обсяг | 112 стор. |
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