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Seite 46 - he be beneath the watery floor : So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky : So Lycidas sunk low, is mounted high.
Seite 27 - cloud-topped hill, an humbler heaven : Some safer world, in depth of woods embraced. Some happier island in the watery waste, Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no
Seite 1 - state of man : to-day he puts forth . The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing HONOURS thick upon him ; The third day comes
Seite 79 - I come with banner, brand, and bow, As leader seeks his mortal foe; For love-lorn swain, in lady's bower. Ne'er panted for the appointed hour As I, until before me stand * This rebel chieftain and his band.
Seite 46 - For so, to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise. Ah mo ! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away.
Seite 18 - Hey diddle diddle ! the cat and the fiddle ! The cow jump'd over the moon : The little dog laugh'd to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon.
Seite 33 - of itself bereaving, Dost make us marble with too much conceiving; And so sepulcher'd in such pomp dost lie, That kings for euch a tomb would wish to
Seite 41 - liberty I great key To golden palaces, strange minstrelsy, Fountains grotesque, new trees, bespangled caves, Echoing grottoes, full of tumbling waves, And moonlight ; ay to all the mazy world Of silvery enchantment!—who, upfurl'd Beneath thy drowsy wing a triple hour. But renovates and lives?