Epistles, Odes, and Other PoemsJohn Watts, 1806 - 306 Seiten |
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... fair , * Are all the gifts I yet can boast To send you from Columbia's coast ; But , when the sun , with warmer smile , Shall light me to my destin'd isle , † You shall have many a cowslip - bell Where Ariel slept , and many a shell ...
... fair , * Are all the gifts I yet can boast To send you from Columbia's coast ; But , when the sun , with warmer smile , Shall light me to my destin'd isle , † You shall have many a cowslip - bell Where Ariel slept , and many a shell ...
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... fair and guest so bright ; Yet the smile , with which you vanish , Leaves behind a soothing light ! Soothing light ! that long shall sparkle O'er warrior's sanguine way , your Through the field where horrors darkle , Shedding hope's ...
... fair and guest so bright ; Yet the smile , with which you vanish , Leaves behind a soothing light ! Soothing light ! that long shall sparkle O'er warrior's sanguine way , your Through the field where horrors darkle , Shedding hope's ...
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... fair there are but thou and she ! Whate'er may be her angel birth , 1 She was thy lovely , perfect twin , And wore the only shape on earth That could have charm'd my soul to sin ! Your eyes ! the eyes of languid doves Were never 66 THE ...
... fair there are but thou and she ! Whate'er may be her angel birth , 1 She was thy lovely , perfect twin , And wore the only shape on earth That could have charm'd my soul to sin ! Your eyes ! the eyes of languid doves Were never 66 THE ...
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... fair ! What spell , what magic rais'd her there ! ' Twas NEA ! slumbering calm and mild , And bloomy as the dimpled child , Whose spirit in elysium keeps Its playful sabbath while he sleeps ! * The Agave . I know that this is an ...
... fair ! What spell , what magic rais'd her there ! ' Twas NEA ! slumbering calm and mild , And bloomy as the dimpled child , Whose spirit in elysium keeps Its playful sabbath while he sleeps ! * The Agave . I know that this is an ...
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... fair Athenian girl , perhaps , Upon her hand this gem display'd , Nor thought that time's eternal lapse Should see it grace a lovelier maid ! Look , darling , what a sweet design ! The more we gaze , it charms the more : Come - closer ...
... fair Athenian girl , perhaps , Upon her hand this gem display'd , Nor thought that time's eternal lapse Should see it grace a lovelier maid ! Look , darling , what a sweet design ! The more we gaze , it charms the more : Come - closer ...
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Seite 276 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime, Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn.2 Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near, and the daylight's past!
Seite 33 - They made her a grave, too cold and damp For a soul so warm and true; And she's gone to the Lake of the Dismal Swamp, Where, all night long, by a firefly lamp, She paddles her white canoe.
Seite 13 - How like thy wing's impatient zeal Is the pure soul, that scorns to rest Upon the world's ignoble breast, But takes the plume that God has given, And rises into light and heaven ! But, when I see that wing, so bright, Grow languid with a moment's flight.
Seite 257 - I KNEW, by the smoke that so gracefully curled Above the green elms, that a cottage was near, And I said, "If there's peace to be found in the world, A heart that was humble might hope for it here...
Seite 191 - How shall we rank thee upon glory's page, Thou more than soldier, and just less than sage? All thou hast been reflects less fame on thee, Far less than all thou hast forborne to be!
Seite 277 - There is not a breath the blue wave to curl. But, when the wind blows off the shore, Oh, sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast, The rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Seite 159 - Long has the love of gold, that meanest rage, And latest folly of man's sinking age, Which, rarely venturing in the van of life, While nobler passions wage their heated strife, Comes skulking last, with selfishness and fear, And dies, collecting lumber in the rear...
Seite 290 - Yon shadowy bark hath been to that wreck, And the dim blue fire that lights her deck Doth play on as pale and livid a crew, As ever yet drank the church-yard dew ! To Deadman's Isle, in the eye of the blast, To Deadman's Isle she speeds her fast ; By skeleton shapes her...
Seite 188 - Excepting the streets and avenues and a small part of the ground adjoining the public buildings, the whole place is covered with trees. To be under the necessity of going through a deep wood for one or two miles, perhaps, in order to see a next-door neighbor, and in the same city, is a curious and, I believe, a novel circumstance.
Seite 160 - Oh ! Freedom, Freedom, how I hate thy cant ! Not Eastern bombast, not the savage rant Of purpled madmen, were they number'd all From Roman Nero down to Russian Paul, Could grate upon my ear so mean, so base, As the rank jargon of that factious race, Who, poor of heart and prodigal of words, Form'd to be slaves, yet struggling to be lords, Strut forth, as patriots, from their negro-marts, And shout for rights, with rapine in their hearts.