The British Poets, Volume 4Little, Brown & Company, 1866 |
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... meet these pressing demands I obtained literary engagements both in prose and poetry , but a malady came over me which put all poetry , and even imaginative prose , out of the question . My anxiety to wake in the morning , in order to ...
... meet these pressing demands I obtained literary engagements both in prose and poetry , but a malady came over me which put all poetry , and even imaginative prose , out of the question . My anxiety to wake in the morning , in order to ...
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... . " A directory of the association for the scheme of the University is to meet in my house on Monday , and every thing promises well . You cannot conceive what anxiety I have undergone , whilst I OF THOMAS CAMPBELL . lv.
... . " A directory of the association for the scheme of the University is to meet in my house on Monday , and every thing promises well . You cannot conceive what anxiety I have undergone , whilst I OF THOMAS CAMPBELL . lv.
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... deathless fame , and virtue meets renown ; While yonder orbs their measured dance pursue , The wise shall praise , the good shall copy YOU . " PLEASURES OF HOPE . PART THE FIRST . 1 ANALYSIS OF THOMAS CAMPBELL . lxix.
... deathless fame , and virtue meets renown ; While yonder orbs their measured dance pursue , The wise shall praise , the good shall copy YOU . " PLEASURES OF HOPE . PART THE FIRST . 1 ANALYSIS OF THOMAS CAMPBELL . lxix.
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... Meets at each step a friend's familiar face , And flies at last to Helen's long embrace ; Wipes from her cheek the rapture - speaking tear ! And clasps , with many a sigh , his children dear ! While , long neglected , but at length ...
... Meets at each step a friend's familiar face , And flies at last to Helen's long embrace ; Wipes from her cheek the rapture - speaking tear ! And clasps , with many a sigh , his children dear ! While , long neglected , but at length ...
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... meet ; No pledge is sacred , and no home is sweet ! Who that would ask a heart to dulness wed , The waveless calm , the slumber of the dead ? No ; the wild bliss of Nature needs alloy , And fear and sorrow fan the fire of joy ! And say ...
... meet ; No pledge is sacred , and no home is sweet ! Who that would ask a heart to dulness wed , The waveless calm , the slumber of the dead ? No ; the wild bliss of Nature needs alloy , And fear and sorrow fan the fire of joy ! And say ...
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arms Ascog battle beauty beauty's beneath bleeding blood bosom bower brave breath bright brow burst of joy Campbell Campbell's charm child clime cried Culdee dear death deep delight dread dream Dugald Stewart earth England ev'n fair fame fate father fire flower Gertrude GERTRUDE OF WYOMING Glencoe glow grief hand hath heart Heaven Highland honour hour Indian Innisfail isles land life's light living Lochawe Lochiel lonely look'd Lord Loxian Madame de Staël mind monody morn mountain Nature's ne'er never night o'er pale partition of Poland peace Pleasures of Hope poem poet pride sacred scene scorn Scotland shade shore sigh sight sire smile song soul spirit star storm sweet sword tears thee THEODRIC thine THOMAS CAMPBELL Thomas Telford thou thought Twas wampum waves weep Whilst wild winds youth
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Page 99 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak, She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Page 103 - By the festal cities' blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore.
Page 115 - I'll forgive your Highland chief. My daughter ! Oh ! my daughter...
Page 105 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Page 17 - Oh ! bloodiest picture in the book of Time Sarmatia fell unwept, without a crime ; Found not a generous friend, a pitying foe, Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe...
Page 418 - But do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear. Logan never felt fear. He will not turn on his heel to save his life.
Page 128 - All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its immortality ! I saw a vision in my sleep, That gave my spirit strength to sweep Adown the gulf of time ! I saw the last of human mould, That shall Creation's death behold, As Adam saw her prime ! The Sun's eye had a sickly glare, The Earth with age was wan The skeletons of nations were Around that lonely man...
Page 136 - For ill can Poetry express Full many a tone of thought sublime, And Painting, mute and motionless, Steals but a glance of time. ' . ' But by the mighty actor brought, Illusion's perfect triumphs come — Verse ceases to be airy thought, - And Sculpture to be dumb.
Page 129 - What though beneath thee man put forth His pomp, his pride, his skill : And arts that made fire, flood, and earth, The vassals of his will ; — Yet mourn I not thy parted sway, Thou dim discrowned king of day...
Page xxxv - Departed spirits of the mighty dead! Ye that at Marathon and Leuctra bled! Friends of the world! restore your swords to man, Fight in his sacred cause, and lead the van! Yet for Sarmatia's tears of blood atone, And make her arm puissant as your own! Oh! once again to Freedom's cause return The patriot TELL — the BRUCE OF BANNOCKBURN!