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Сторінка 385 - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain...
Сторінка 199 - As the appearance of the bow that is in the cloud in the day of rain, so was the appearance of the brightness round about. This was the appearance of the likeness of the glory of the Lord. And when I saw it, I fell upon my face, and I heard a voice of One that spake.
Сторінка 21 - The Dead are like the stars by day ; — Withdrawn from mortal eye, But not extinct, they hold their way, In glory through the sky : Spirits, from bondage thus set free, Vanish amidst immensity, ,. Where human thought, like human sight, Fails to pursue their trackless flight.
Сторінка 199 - By four cherubic shapes ; four faces each Had wondrous ; as with stars, their bodies all, And wings, were set with eyes; with eyes the wheels Of beryl, and careering fires between...
Сторінка 404 - INFANT. ERE Sin could blight or Sorrow fade, Death came with friendly care ; The opening bud to Heaven conveyed And bade it blossom there.
Сторінка 95 - And it's oh! dear! what can the matter be? Dear! dear! what can the matter be?
Сторінка 392 - And should we thither roam, Its echoes, and its empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead ! Or shall we cross yon mountains blue, Whose streams my kindred nation quaff'd!
Сторінка 143 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Сторінка 18 - ... with infinite expanse, Serenely slumbers in a glorious trance ; The tide, o'er which no troubling spirits breathe, Reflects a cloudless firmament beneath ; Where, poised as in the centre of a sphere, A ship above and ship below appear ; A double image, pictured on the deep, The vessel o'er its shadow seems to sleep ; Yet, like the host of heaven, that never rest, With evanescent motion to the west, The pageant glides through loneliness and night, And leaves behind a rippling wake of light.
Сторінка 199 - And I saw as the colour of amber, as the appearance of fire round about within it, from the appearance of his loins even upward, and from the appearance of his loins even downward, I saw as it were the appearance of fire, and it had brightness round about...