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... o'er her form , in pleasing transport lost , And thinks no monarch greater joys can boast ; Then blames the hours that roll along so fast , Steals one kiss more , and that must be the last ; Yet , fixed by the strong ties that bind his ...
... o'er her form , in pleasing transport lost , And thinks no monarch greater joys can boast ; Then blames the hours that roll along so fast , Steals one kiss more , and that must be the last ; Yet , fixed by the strong ties that bind his ...
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... o'er by the declining sun , In golden splendour Fame's proud temple shone , And , from an adamantine mountain's brow , Cast its broad shadow o'er the lake below . Such were the dreams which once were wont to shed A halo of delight ...
... o'er by the declining sun , In golden splendour Fame's proud temple shone , And , from an adamantine mountain's brow , Cast its broad shadow o'er the lake below . Such were the dreams which once were wont to shed A halo of delight ...
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... o'er , And this sure would prove that ' tis her I adore . Thus lovely in beauty each night it doth seem , As I gaze with delight thro ' the short pleasing dream ; But when day appears , and these shadows are o'er , I find my bliss truly ...
... o'er , And this sure would prove that ' tis her I adore . Thus lovely in beauty each night it doth seem , As I gaze with delight thro ' the short pleasing dream ; But when day appears , and these shadows are o'er , I find my bliss truly ...
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... o'er listening river near ; So came it on my soul , so comes it still , It found and finds it desolate and drear , But will not leave it so - it wakes a thrill Of love and hope that cheers , despite its lonely will . Thou'rt here ! I ...
... o'er listening river near ; So came it on my soul , so comes it still , It found and finds it desolate and drear , But will not leave it so - it wakes a thrill Of love and hope that cheers , despite its lonely will . Thou'rt here ! I ...
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... o'er his wrongs , when , ah ! too late , And rue , till death , the reason why . Teviotdale , Oct. 1818 . EPIGRAM . HENRY . " By Jove , " cried Ned , " young Chloe glows " Resplendant as the Moon ! " Her coral lip much beauty shews ...
... o'er his wrongs , when , ah ! too late , And rue , till death , the reason why . Teviotdale , Oct. 1818 . EPIGRAM . HENRY . " By Jove , " cried Ned , " young Chloe glows " Resplendant as the Moon ! " Her coral lip much beauty shews ...
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Page 275 - And Jesus, answering, said unto him, suffer it to be so now : for thus it becometh us to fulfil all righteousness. Then he suffered Him.
Page 272 - Excitements of my reason and my blood, And let all sleep, while to my shame I see, The imminent death of twenty thousand men, That, for a fantasy and trick of fame, Go to their graves like beds...
Page 291 - And chokes up with the glittering wrecks Of golden shrines the sacred waters ! Downward the Peri turns her gaze, And, through the war-field's bloody haze, Beholds a youthful warrior stand, Alone, beside his native river — The red blade broken in his hand And the last arrow in his quiver.
Page 231 - But that loveliness, ever in motion, which plays Like the light upon autumn's soft shadowy days, Now here and now there, giving warmth as it flies From the lips to the cheek, from the cheek to the eyes, Now melting in mist and now breaking in gleams, Like the glimpses a saint has of heaven in his dreams...
Page 175 - Friends, brothers, and sisters are laid side by side, Yet none have saluted, and none have replied.
Page 176 - The first tabernacle to Hope we will build, And look for the sleepers around us to rise ; The second to Faith, which ensures it fulfilled, And the third to the Lamb of the great sacrifice Who bequeathed us them both when he rose to the skies.
Page 231 - One, — what a rapture is his. Who in moonlight and music thus sweetly may glide O'er the Lake of Cashmere, with that One by his side ! If woman can make the worst wilderness dear. Think, think what a heaven she must make of Cashmere...
Page 225 - And Cain went out from the presence of the Lord, and dwelt in the land of Nod, on the east of Eden.
Page 328 - But if their bad actions weigh down the balance, the stone canoe sinks at once, and leaves them up to their chins in the water, to behold and regret the reward enjoyed by the good, and eternally struggling, but with unavailing endeavours, to reach the blissful island, from which they are excluded for ever.
Page 96 - George ; one on the Eastern, and the other on the Western, side of this water.