The Poems, Odes, Songs, and Other Metrical EffusionsAbraham Asten and Matthias Lopez, 1818 - 288 Seiten |
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... cause of truth , Arm'd by thy Saviour , still the foe engage ; Still charm from vice the steps of ardent youth , And strew with rosy hopes the path of age . To Miss H. with a volume of Montgomery's Poems . 34 Moral and WOODWORTH'S .
... cause of truth , Arm'd by thy Saviour , still the foe engage ; Still charm from vice the steps of ardent youth , And strew with rosy hopes the path of age . To Miss H. with a volume of Montgomery's Poems . 34 Moral and WOODWORTH'S .
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... cause the young stranger to droop in its prime . " I obey'd - but my eye dropp'd a tear on the rose— That rose , lovely girl ! is an emblem of you ; But driven from joys , I submit to my woes , And think of your name as I bid them adieu ...
... cause the young stranger to droop in its prime . " I obey'd - but my eye dropp'd a tear on the rose— That rose , lovely girl ! is an emblem of you ; But driven from joys , I submit to my woes , And think of your name as I bid them adieu ...
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... tunes my lyre . No , SELIM does not sing in vain , If fair ZORAYDA hear the strain , And in her matchless numbers deiga To plead the poet's cause ; Zorayda to Selim . For others FATE may trophies pile Amatory . 59 WOODWORTH'S .
... tunes my lyre . No , SELIM does not sing in vain , If fair ZORAYDA hear the strain , And in her matchless numbers deiga To plead the poet's cause ; Zorayda to Selim . For others FATE may trophies pile Amatory . 59 WOODWORTH'S .
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... cause awaken ; Those happy days of bliss are flown , And Erin weeps forsaken ! But though her sons in exile roam , They sleep on Freedom's pillow ; And Erin's daughters find a home , Beyond the western billow . There shall they breathe ...
... cause awaken ; Those happy days of bliss are flown , And Erin weeps forsaken ! But though her sons in exile roam , They sleep on Freedom's pillow ; And Erin's daughters find a home , Beyond the western billow . There shall they breathe ...
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... cause , Green their tombs are now appearing , There her weeping daughters pause . " When the night - blast scours the mountains , When it murmurs through the groves , Mournful , by the dusky fountains , EMMET's shade in sadness moves ...
... cause , Green their tombs are now appearing , There her weeping daughters pause . " When the night - blast scours the mountains , When it murmurs through the groves , Mournful , by the dusky fountains , EMMET's shade in sadness moves ...
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The Poems, Odes, Songs, and Other Metrical Effusions Samuel Woodworth Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2009 |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
adieu American Independence arise Bagatelle banner bards beauty beneath bless blest bliss Blue Laws blushing bosom breast breath bright Celebration of American charms Columbia's Connecticut Danvers dare dear death delight despair doom'd Eagle earth Eliza fair fame fate fathers FAUST fire flame Freedom's natal morn freemen friends gain'd gallant Constitution Genius glory glow golden blaze grace grief Hail the gallant happy heart Heaven Hope humble huzza infant Jehovah kiss Liberty's lyre Miriam's Song Monody muse ne'er never New-Haven New-Year Address New-York News-Carrier's Address numbers o'er Odes patriot Patrons peace pleasure poem praise prize Quarter-Day-or the Horrors rapture rise round SAMUEL WOODWORTH scene Selim sigh sing skies smile smiling band song sons of Freedom sorrow soul strain sweet swell taste tear temple thee Theosophy thou thunder truth Twas tyrants unfurl'd Victory wake wretch yield youth Zorayda
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 279 - Wherewith shall I come before the Lord, And bow myself before the high God ? Shall I come before him with burnt offerings, With calves of a year old ? Will the Lord be pleased with thousands of rams, Or with ten thousands of rivers of oil ? Shall I give my firstborn for my transgression, The fruit of my body for the sin of my soul...
Seite 270 - And Miriam the prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took a timbrel in her hand ; and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dances. And Miriam answered them, Sing ye to the LORD, for he hath triumphed gloriously ; the horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea.
Seite 275 - Who only hath immortality, dwelling in the light which no man can approach unto ; whom no man hath seen, nor can see : to whom be honour and power everlasting.
Seite 276 - The Lord looked down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, and seek God. They are all gone aside, they are all together become filthy: there is none that doeth good, no, not one.
Seite 277 - Unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given, and the government shall be upon his. shoulders, and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, the mighty God, the everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace.
Seite 274 - And I saw no temple therein: for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are the temple of it. And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.
Seite 275 - If ye had known me, ye should have known my Father also, and from henceforth ye know him and have seen him. . Philip saith unto him, Lord, show us the Father, and it sufficeth us. Jesus saith unto him, Have I been so long time with you, and yet hast thou not known me, Philip? He that hath seen me hath seen the Father; and how sayest thou then, Shew us the Father?
Seite 275 - And he said, Thou canst not see my face : for there shall no man see me, and live.
Seite 186 - air^drawn dagger " nigh ; And so the prince of Denmark stared, When first his father's ghost appeared. At length our hero silence broke, .And thus in wildest accents spoke : "Cut off my whiskers ! O ye gods ! I'd sooner lose my ears, by odds ; THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH.
Seite 204 - He lingered ibr some time; till, at last, he called me, one day, and, gazing on me, while a faint smile played upon his lips he said, ' He believed death was more kind than his creditors.