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And once , alas , nor in a distant hour , Another voice shall come from yonder
tower ; When in dim chambers long black weeds are seen , And weepings heard
where only joy has been ; When by his children borne , and from his door Slowly
...
And once , alas , nor in a distant hour , Another voice shall come from yonder
tower ; When in dim chambers long black weeds are seen , And weepings heard
where only joy has been ; When by his children borne , and from his door Slowly
...
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... as strange , As full methinks of wild and wondrous change , As any that the
wandering tribes require , Stretched in the desert round their evening - fire ; As
any sung of old in hall or bower To minstrel - harps at midnight's witching - hour !
... as strange , As full methinks of wild and wondrous change , As any that the
wandering tribes require , Stretched in the desert round their evening - fire ; As
any sung of old in hall or bower To minstrel - harps at midnight's witching - hour !
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... a holy fire That will not , cannot but with life expire ! Now , seraph - winged ,
among the stars we soar ; Now distant ages , like a day , explore , And judge the
act , the actor now no more ; Or , in a thankless hour condemned to live , 14.
... a holy fire That will not , cannot but with life expire ! Now , seraph - winged ,
among the stars we soar ; Now distant ages , like a day , explore , And judge the
act , the actor now no more ; Or , in a thankless hour condemned to live , 14.
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Or , in a thankless hour condemned to live , From others claim what these refuse
to give , And dart , like Milton , an unerring eye Through the dim curtains of
Futurity . " Wealth , Pleasure , Ease , all thought of self resigned , What will not
Man ...
Or , in a thankless hour condemned to live , From others claim what these refuse
to give , And dart , like Milton , an unerring eye Through the dim curtains of
Futurity . " Wealth , Pleasure , Ease , all thought of self resigned , What will not
Man ...
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The hour arrives , the moment wished and feared ; The child is born , by many a
pang endeared . And now the mother's ear has caught his cry ; Oh grant the
cherub to her asking eye ! He comes --- she clasps him . To her bosom pressed ,
He ...
The hour arrives , the moment wished and feared ; The child is born , by many a
pang endeared . And now the mother's ear has caught his cry ; Oh grant the
cherub to her asking eye ! He comes --- she clasps him . To her bosom pressed ,
He ...
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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.