Literary Hours; Or, Sketches Critical, Narrative, and Poetical, Band 3T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1804 |
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... thoughts , though clothed in more appropriate and more elegant language . In a modern bard , provided the imagery be new , no cen- sure , perhaps , attaches to him , when his production is viewed in an insulated light , should he have ...
... thoughts , though clothed in more appropriate and more elegant language . In a modern bard , provided the imagery be new , no cen- sure , perhaps , attaches to him , when his production is viewed in an insulated light , should he have ...
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... thought ; When Genius , with keen ardour , springs To clasp the lovely truth he sought : Sweet is the joy , when Rapture's fire Flows from the spirit of the lyre ; When Liberty and Virtue roll Spring - tides of fancy o'er the poet's ...
... thought ; When Genius , with keen ardour , springs To clasp the lovely truth he sought : Sweet is the joy , when Rapture's fire Flows from the spirit of the lyre ; When Liberty and Virtue roll Spring - tides of fancy o'er the poet's ...
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... thought of thee : And wilt thou - yes , when life is o'er , When then no longer shall deplore This heart its ill - starr'd love , When not a pang its frame shall pierce , When not a hope its sorrows nurse , And not a passion move ; Then ...
... thought of thee : And wilt thou - yes , when life is o'er , When then no longer shall deplore This heart its ill - starr'd love , When not a pang its frame shall pierce , When not a hope its sorrows nurse , And not a passion move ; Then ...
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... pensive pleasure fly , To dream , to muse of thee , to fold mine arms , and sigh . 6 . Curs'd be the wretch , tho ' from his view All hope of fond possession fade , Who bids to each soft thought adieu , And can NO . XLI . 13 HOURS .
... pensive pleasure fly , To dream , to muse of thee , to fold mine arms , and sigh . 6 . Curs'd be the wretch , tho ' from his view All hope of fond possession fade , Who bids to each soft thought adieu , And can NO . XLI . 13 HOURS .
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Nathan Drake. Who bids to each soft thought adieu , And can forget the tender maid : For him , no tear shall bathe the eye , For him , may no sweet accent breathe , Pale in his arms enjoyment die , And Love , contemning , drop his wreath ...
Nathan Drake. Who bids to each soft thought adieu , And can forget the tender maid : For him , no tear shall bathe the eye , For him , may no sweet accent breathe , Pale in his arms enjoyment die , And Love , contemning , drop his wreath ...
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ancient appear arms Asgard Balder bards battle beauty blood bosom breath Bruce called century charms chivalry dark death deities divine dreadful Du Bartas earth Edda Edda of Sæmund elegant fables Fairies feast Fenris fiction fire flame Frea Genii Giants glow Goddess Gods gothic Goths grove halls heart heaven Heimdall heroes Herrick Hertha Hesperides honour Icelandic imagery king King of Norway light live Lochleven manners ment Midgard Muse mythology Niflheim night North northern Norway o'er observes Odin Odin's Olaus Wormius palace passage passion pleasure poem poet poetical poetry powers Ragner Robert Herrick rocks romance romantic fiction round Runic Sayers Scald Scandinavia scene serpent shade Sir Egbert song soul spirit stanza storm sublime Surtur sweet sword Sylvester tear tender thee thine Thor thou thro tion tower Valhalla versification Vide warrior whilst wild wind youth
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Seite 76 - Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.
Seite 83 - Since ghost there is none to affright thee. Let not the dark thee cumber ; What though the moon does slumber? The stars of the night Will lend thee their light, Like tapers clear without number.
Seite 7 - But neither breath of morn when she ascends With charm of earliest birds, nor rising sun On this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flower, Glist'ring with dew, nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful evening mild, nor silent night With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.
Seite 444 - To hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid (Weak masters though ye be) I have be-dimm'd The noontide sun , call'd forth the mutinous winds , And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire , and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt...
Seite 27 - By a daisy whose leaves spread Shut when Titan goes to bed ; Or a shady bush or tree, She could more infuse in me, Than all Nature's beauties can, In some other wiser man.
Seite 77 - We have short time to stay as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you, or anything. We die As your hours do, and dry Away, Like to the summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Seite 444 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back...
Seite 75 - To BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last.
Seite 222 - And, wondering, on their faces fell To worship that celestial sound. Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well.
Seite 444 - By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites ; and you, whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms ; that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...