Human Life: A Poem, Parte340John Murray, 1819 - 100 páginas |
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... hope to find The truth , the beauty pictured in his mind . But if by chance an object strike the sense , The faintest shadow of that Excellence , Passions , that slept , are stirring in his frame , Thoughts undefined , feelings without ...
... hope to find The truth , the beauty pictured in his mind . But if by chance an object strike the sense , The faintest shadow of that Excellence , Passions , that slept , are stirring in his frame , Thoughts undefined , feelings without ...
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... Onward in their observing sight he moves , Fearful of wrong , in awe of whom he loves ! way , Their sacred presence who shall dare profane ? Who , when He slumbers , hope to fix a stain ? • He lives a model in his life to show 37.
... Onward in their observing sight he moves , Fearful of wrong , in awe of whom he loves ! way , Their sacred presence who shall dare profane ? Who , when He slumbers , hope to fix a stain ? • He lives a model in his life to show 37.
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... hope and fear , Exchanging still , still as they turn to hear , Whispers and sighs , and smiles all tenderness That would in vain the starting tear repress . Such grief was ours - it seems but yesterday- When in thy prime , wishing so ...
... hope and fear , Exchanging still , still as they turn to hear , Whispers and sighs , and smiles all tenderness That would in vain the starting tear repress . Such grief was ours - it seems but yesterday- When in thy prime , wishing so ...
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... hope and joy in other hearts were springing ; That House where Age led in by Filial Love , Their looks composed , their thoughts on things above , The world forgot , or all its wrongs forgiven-- Who would not say they trod the path to ...
... hope and joy in other hearts were springing ; That House where Age led in by Filial Love , Their looks composed , their thoughts on things above , The world forgot , or all its wrongs forgiven-- Who would not say they trod the path to ...
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... now behold him up the hill ascending , Memory and Hope like evening - stars attending ; Sustained , excited , till his course is run , By deeds of virtue done or to be done . When on his couch he sinks at length to rest 62.
... now behold him up the hill ascending , Memory and Hope like evening - stars attending ; Sustained , excited , till his course is run , By deeds of virtue done or to be done . When on his couch he sinks at length to rest 62.
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Página 72 - I wist, all their sport in the Park is but a shadow to that pleasure that I find in Plato. Alas! good folk, they never felt what true pleasure meant.
Página 20 - Locked in her arms, his arms across her flung, (That name most dear for ever on his tongue) As with soft accents round her neck he clings, And, cheek to cheek, her lulling song she sings, How blest to feel the beatings of his heart, Breathe his sweet breath, and kiss for kiss impart ; Watch o'er his slumbers like the brooding dove, And, if she can, exhaust a mother's love!
Página 72 - Her parents, the duke and duchess, with all the household, gentlemen and gentlewomen, were hunting in the park. I found her in her chamber, reading...
Página 34 - The soul of music slumbers in the shell, Till waked and kindled by the master's spell; And feeling hearts — touch them but rightly— pour A thousand melodies unheard before...
Página 21 - Breathe his sweet breath, and kiss for kiss impart : Watch o'er his slumbers like the brooding dove, And, if she can, exhaust a mother's love ! But soon a nobler task demands her care, Apart she joins his little hands in prayer, Telling of Him who sees in secret there. And now the volume on her knee has caught His wandering eye — now many a written thought, Never to die, with many a lisping sweet, His moving, murmuring lips endeavour to repeat.
Página 65 - When by a good man's grave I muse alone, Methinks an Angel sits upon the stone ; Like those of old, on that thrice-hallowed night, Who sate and watched in raiment heavenly bright ; And, with a voice inspiring joy not fear, Says, pointing upward,
Página 8 - For now the caudle-cup is circling there, Now, glad at heart, the gossips breathe their prayer, And, crowding, stop the cradle to admire The babe, the sleeping image of his sire. A few short years — and then these sounds shall hail The day again, and gladness fill the vale ; So soon the child a youth, the youth a man, Eager to run the race his fathers ran. Then the huge ox shall yield the broad sirloin ; The ale...
Página 73 - ... an inward prompting which now grew daily upon me, that by labour and intense study, (which I take to be my portion in this life,) joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to aftertimes, as they should not willingly let it die.