Thoughts in rhyme, by an East Anglian [C. Feist].Sampson Low, 42 Lamb's Conduit Street ; and F. Skill, Swaffham, Norfolk, 1825 - 111 pàgines |
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amid ANACREONTIC ANNIVERSARY ANTHEM beam beautiful bliss blithsome blushing breast breathe bright brighter charm cheek clouds courser Dear Mary DEATH OF HOPE delight dreams E'en FALSE FRIEND farewell fear flowers Frae glittering gloom golden grave hail hath Heaven infant JEM WORTLEY KATE OF KILLINKERE kiss LAMP OF WOE LAUGH OF AGONY light LILLA Lilla!-Lilla love-to sing LOVE-VIGILS LUTE OF LOVE lyre magic magic shell ne'er night OLD WICKER CHAIR pale-eyed Boy peace Peter Bell Possum non-ah pour'd Rest awhile ROBERT BLOOMFIELD ROSY KATE round SANG Seaman shade shed sigh Simoom sing of love sing of love-to SISTER ELLEN smile SOLITARY BIRD SONG TO SUMMER SONNET sorrow spell spirits SPRIG OF JESSAMINE STANZAS SWAFFHAM sweet Mary sweeter tear thee there's nae rat thou art Thou wert wed thou'rt thoughts TRUE FRIEND twas VILLAGER'S RESOLUTION wake WARRIOR-LOVER ween weep wild young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 27 - Oh ! when a Mother meets on high The Babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight...
Pàgina 12 - This is the desert, this the solitude: How populous, how vital is the grave! This is Creation's melancholy vault, The vale funereal, the sad cypress gloom; The land of apparitions, empty shades! All, all on earth is shadow, all beyond Is substance; the reverse is Folly's creed.
Pàgina 1 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war; Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown...
Pàgina 17 - Though few now taste thee unimpaired and pure, Or tasting, long enjoy thee, too infirm Or too incautious to preserve thy sweets Unmixed with drops of bitter, which neglect Or temper sheds into thy crystal cup ; Thou art the nurse of virtue. In thine arms She smiles, appearing, as in truth she is, Heaven-born and destined to the skies again.
Pàgina 11 - Even the aspen hath still'd its tremulous shake At Nature's high devotion. As I loiter along my homeward path, What feelings of deep regret That last sweet smile of the evening sun Awakes in my heart — for it speaks of one Whose sun in the grave hath set ! His farewell look, with Christian hope, Shone as purely, calmly bright ! Alas ! when it vanish'd, the night came down, And my poor lorn heart no more might own A Father's guiding light ! THE MYSTERIES OF PROVIDENCE.
Pàgina 37 - And to peruse its all-instructing page, Or, haply catching inspiration thence, Some easy passage, raptured, to translate, My sole delight ; as through the falling glooms Pensive I stray, or with the rising dawn On fancy's eagle-wing excursive soar.
Pàgina 88 - O my Virgins, With what a leaden and retarding weight, Does Expectation load the wing of Time...
Pàgina 30 - O'er all our ills a self-born radiance sheds, More bright, like phosphorus, as darkness spreads. Let potent wisdom smooth the wrinkled brow, And sweet complacence soften all below ; See in each rising sun new comfort giv'n, And when it sets behold a nearer heav'n ; The few rare gems of friendship here improve, As fading emblems of eternal love.
Pàgina 10 - Tis the last sweet smile of the evening sun : How bright ! how sublime its beaming ! What golden tides of splendour steep The rosy clouds, as they softly sleep Beneath its holy gleaming ! 'Tis the light of innocent thoughts, whose ray An infant's slumber blesses ; When, weary of paying smile for smile, Its blue eyes close, and it dreams the while Of the breast it fondly presses. The breezy spirits of air float past With calm and noiseless motion ; Not a zephyr is dimpling the glassy lake — Even...