The book of English poetry, with critical and biogr. sketches of the poets1853 |
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... lyre . The historic muse , Proud of the treasure , marches with it down To latest times ; and sculpture , in her turn , Gives bond in stone and ever - during brass To guard them , and to immortalize her trust : But fairer wreaths are ...
... lyre . The historic muse , Proud of the treasure , marches with it down To latest times ; and sculpture , in her turn , Gives bond in stone and ever - during brass To guard them , and to immortalize her trust : But fairer wreaths are ...
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... lyre . Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme- How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed ; How He , who bore in heaven the second name , Had not on earth whereon to lay his head : How His first followers and servants sped : The ...
... lyre . Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme- How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed ; How He , who bore in heaven the second name , Had not on earth whereon to lay his head : How His first followers and servants sped : The ...
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... lyre , touched the strings , Muffling to death the pathos with his wings ; And , ever and anon , uprose to look At the youth's slumber ; while another took A willow bough , distilling odorous dew , And shook it on his hair ; another ...
... lyre , touched the strings , Muffling to death the pathos with his wings ; And , ever and anon , uprose to look At the youth's slumber ; while another took A willow bough , distilling odorous dew , And shook it on his hair ; another ...
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... lyre . In the most radiant landscape's round , Lurk the dim thoughts of crime and care ; Man's toil must plough the ... lyres shall greet the brave ; Sing now , that we have freed the slave . The ocean plain , where Nelson bled , Fair ...
... lyre . In the most radiant landscape's round , Lurk the dim thoughts of crime and care ; Man's toil must plough the ... lyres shall greet the brave ; Sing now , that we have freed the slave . The ocean plain , where Nelson bled , Fair ...
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... lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky , And heavenly joys inspire . The song began - from Jove , Who left his blissful seats above ( Such is the power of mighty love ) . A dragon's fiery form belied the god , Sublime on radiant ...
... lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky , And heavenly joys inspire . The song began - from Jove , Who left his blissful seats above ( Such is the power of mighty love ) . A dragon's fiery form belied the god , Sublime on radiant ...
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Allan Ramsay amid beauty Ben Jonson beneath blessed born breast breath bright burning CAROLINE BOWLES Charles II Chaucer clouds crown dark dead death deep died dost doth dread dream Earl of Surrey earth EDMUND SPENSER Elizabethan era England eternal eyes fair fame father flowers frae gaze genius gentle glorious glory glowing grace grave green happy hast hath heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre holy honour hour HYMN king land light live look Lord lyre mind morning mountain never night noble o'er pain PHILIP MASSINGER poems poet praise pride Queen rise round shade Shakspeare shine sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound Spenser spirit spring stars storm stream sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought vale voice waves weary weep Westminster Abbey wild wind wings wood youth
Popular passages
Page 81 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Page 142 - MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Page 346 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, . And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 145 - Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness ! Close bosom-friend of the maturing Sun ! Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run ; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core...
Page 431 - And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For heaven's sake let us sit upon the ground...
Page 378 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 260 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
Page 136 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Page 145 - Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook Or by a cider-press, with patient look Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too...
Page 58 - THOU lingering star, with lessening ray That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my heart was torn. O Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast...