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Page 57 - A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets. As, stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, Disasters in the sun, and the moist star, Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands, Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse. A
Page 22 - That we on earth with undiscording voice May rightly answer that melodious noise ; As once we did, till disproportioned sin Jarred against Nature's chime, and with harsh din Broke the fair music that all creatures made To their great Lord, whose love their motion swayed In perfect diapason, while they stood In first obedience and
Page 21 - seen ? There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands; They melt like mist, the solid lands Like clouds they shape themselves and
Page 76 - of Mecca ; and she may still exist in undiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St. Paul's.
Page 72 - Stood breast high amid the corn, Clasped by the golden light of morn, Like the sweetheart of the sun, Who many a glowing kiss had won. On her cheek an autumn flush Deeply ripened—such a blush In the midst of brown was born— Like red poppies grown with corn. I
Page 105 - taken from hence to the place from whence you came, and from thence to the place of execution on Saturday next, where you are to be burnt until you be dead, and the Lord have mercy on your soul