The Poetical Works of William Drummond of HawthorndenJ. R. Smith, 1856 - 346 páginas |
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
Términos y frases comunes
Alcon amidst arms beams beauty behold blest bliss blood blushing breast breath bright bring burn Ceres crown crystal dear death delight dost doth Drummond earth Edinburgh eternal eyes face fair fairest fame fear flames floods flowers glory gold golden grace grief hair happy hast hath heart heaven heavenly hell honour Hydaspes HYMN Idmon King kiss light live Loadstar locks look MADRIGAL mind moon mortal mountains mourn Muses ne'er never night nought nymphs Paraclete Phaëton Phoebus Pict pity plain praise Prince quire quiristers rays rocks rose sacred Scotland shades shadow shalt shepherd shine sighs sight sing Sith skies SONNET soul spheres spring stars strange streams sweet Tagus tears thee Thetis thine thou thou didst thought thrall throne tomb trees triumphing bands turn turn'd ugly night unto virgin virtue weep whilst WILLIAM DRUMMOND wonder wound
Pasajes populares
Página 7 - Silence' child, sweet father of soft rest, Prince, whose approach peace to all mortals brings, Indifferent host to shepherds and to kings...
Página 52 - This Life, which seems so fair, Is like a bubble blown up in the air By sporting children's breath, Who chase it everywhere And strive who can most motion it bequeath. And though it sometimes...
Página 58 - Voice which did thy sounds approve Which wont in such harmonious strains to flow, Is reft from Earth to tune those spheres above, What art thou but a harbinger of woe? Thy pleasing notes be pleasing notes no more, But orphans...
Página 33 - And Phoebus in his chair, Ensaffroning sea and air, Makes vanish every star ; Night like a drunkard reels Beyond the hills to shun his flaming wheels ; The fields with...
Página 145 - BAPTIST THE last and greatest Herald of Heaven's King, Girt with rough skins, hies to the deserts wild, Among that savage brood the woods forth bring, Which he than man more harmless found and mild. His food was locusts, and what there doth spring, With honey that from virgin hives distilled; Parched body, hollow eyes, some uncouth thing Made him appear, long since from earth exiled.
Página 62 - But he, grim grinning King, Who caitiffs scorns, and doth the blest surprise, Late having deck'd with beauty's rose his tomb, Disdains to crop a weed, and will not come.
Página 144 - Amidst heaven's rolling heights this earth who stayed. In a poor cottage inned, a virgin maid A weakling did him bear, who all upbears : There is he poorly swaddled, in manger laid, To whom too narrow swaddlings are our spheres : Run, shepherds, run, and solemnize his birth, This is that night — no, day, grown great with bliss, In which the power of Satan broken is ; In heaven be glory, peace unto the earth ! Thus singing, through the air the angels swam, And cope of stars re-echoed the same.
Página 32 - The nightingales thy coming each where sing, Make an eternal Spring! Give life to this dark world which lieth dead ; Spread forth thy golden hair In larger locks than thou wast wont before, And, emperor-like, decore With diadem of pearl thy temples fair: Chase hence the ugly night, Which serves but to make dear thy glorious light. This...
Página 58 - My lute, be as thou wast when thou didst grow With thy green mother in some shady grove, When immelodious winds but made thee move, And birds on thee their ramage did bestow.
Página xix - Then do not sparks with your bright suns compare, Perfection in a woman's work is rare ; From an untroubled mind should verses flow, My discontents make mine too muddy show, And hoarse encumbrances of household care ; Where these remain, the Muses ne'er repair.