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... heads , admiring souls should wing Hither their flight to wilds , whereon I gaze . 1815 . No one can feel sufficient ... head ; And bells to the evening wind their curfew give- Lovely , in Recollection's gifted eye , Sits Mary - while ...
... heads , admiring souls should wing Hither their flight to wilds , whereon I gaze . 1815 . No one can feel sufficient ... head ; And bells to the evening wind their curfew give- Lovely , in Recollection's gifted eye , Sits Mary - while ...
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... head low waved Beneath the fountain drops , yet still would come , Like hearts by love and destiny enslaved , That see , and shrink , and yet will seek their doom . Then was the harping of the minstrels heard , In the deep arbours , or ...
... head low waved Beneath the fountain drops , yet still would come , Like hearts by love and destiny enslaved , That see , and shrink , and yet will seek their doom . Then was the harping of the minstrels heard , In the deep arbours , or ...
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... head upraised , he peeps To catch his mother's smile ; as high from nest , Amid the rocky steep securely placed , The swallow's youngling eyes its coming dam , And looks with wondering gaze on all the scene Of world as yet untried ...
... head upraised , he peeps To catch his mother's smile ; as high from nest , Amid the rocky steep securely placed , The swallow's youngling eyes its coming dam , And looks with wondering gaze on all the scene Of world as yet untried ...
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... head already ; The sun hath over - scorch'd it . Cla . Nay , the gardener Shall come anon- Ros . No , no , good friend , I pray thee ! ' Tis sweet , methinks , to wither thus un- heeded , Ere winter comes with violence to destroy The ...
... head already ; The sun hath over - scorch'd it . Cla . Nay , the gardener Shall come anon- Ros . No , no , good friend , I pray thee ! ' Tis sweet , methinks , to wither thus un- heeded , Ere winter comes with violence to destroy The ...
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... head is laid , No sunny fields , no dark'ning groves afford My winter sustenance , my summer shade ; No spring approaches here with cheering smile , No golden flow'rs , no herbs these deserts own , No - not the fire for the last funeral ...
... head is laid , No sunny fields , no dark'ning groves afford My winter sustenance , my summer shade ; No spring approaches here with cheering smile , No golden flow'rs , no herbs these deserts own , No - not the fire for the last funeral ...
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Page 384 - That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy...
Page 384 - All things to man's delightful use. The roof Of thickest covert was inwoven shade, Laurel and myrtle, and what higher grew Of firm and fragrant leaf ; on either side Acanthus, and each odorous bushy shrub, Fenced up the verdant wall ; each beauteous flower, Iris all hues, roses and jessamine, Reared high their flourished heads between, and wrought Mosaic ; underfoot the violet, Crocus, and hyacinth, with rich inlay Broidered the ground, more coloured than with stone Of costliest emblem...
Page 386 - Gazed through clear dew on the tender sky ; And the jessamine faint, and the sweet tuberose. The sweetest flower for scent that blows ; And all rare blossoms from every clime Grew in that garden in perfect prime.
Page 174 - Things vulgar, and well weigh'd, scarce worth the praise ? They praise and they admire they know not what, And know not whom, but as one leads the other: And what delight to be by such extoll'd, To live upon their tongues and be their talk, Of whom to be dispraised were no small praise, His lot who dares be singularly good. Th' intelligent among them and the wise Are few, and glory scarce of few is raised.
Page 116 - Among bridesmen and kinsmen, and brothers and all: Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word), " O, come ye in peace here or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar...
Page 385 - A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew, And the young winds fed it with silver dew, And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light, And closed them beneath the kisses of Night.
Page 383 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The...
Page 267 - ... distrust of ourselves; which are not qualities of a mean spirit, as some may possibly think them; but virtues of a great and noble kind, and such as dignify our nature as much as they contribute to our repose and fortune; for nothing can be so unworthy of a wellcomposed soul, as to pass away life in bickerings and litigations, in snarling and scuffling with every one about us. " Again and again, my dear Barry, we must be at peace with our species; if not for their sakes, yet very much for our...
Page 70 - Thy spirit, Independence ! let me share, Lord of the lion heart and eagle eye ! Thy steps I follow 'with my bosom bare, Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky.
Page 384 - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears: Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffadillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.