The dove, scraps of poetry, selected by J.F.M. Dovaston for the Oswestry herald1822 |
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... look'd on thy death - cold face , my lassie , I look'd on thy death - cold face ; Thou seemed a lilie new cut i ' the bud , An ' fading in it's place . I look'd on thy death - shut eye , my lassie , I look'd on thy death - shut eye ...
... look'd on thy death - cold face , my lassie , I look'd on thy death - cold face ; Thou seemed a lilie new cut i ' the bud , An ' fading in it's place . I look'd on thy death - shut eye , my lassie , I look'd on thy death - shut eye ...
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... looks of sorrow , Come dry your tears , and let us play , All may be well to - morrow , " " Ah me ! " cries GRIEF , " no ... look at once prevails , GRIEF sigh'd — but still obey'd . HOPE featly pois'd the trembling beam , GRIEF made no ...
... looks of sorrow , Come dry your tears , and let us play , All may be well to - morrow , " " Ah me ! " cries GRIEF , " no ... look at once prevails , GRIEF sigh'd — but still obey'd . HOPE featly pois'd the trembling beam , GRIEF made no ...
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... Look'd up the more to HOPE . NO . XIV . THE MOSS - ROSE . The Angel of the Rose one day Beneath a rose - tree sleeping lay , That Spirit - to whose charge is given To bathe young buds in dews of Heaven . Awaking from his light repose ...
... Look'd up the more to HOPE . NO . XIV . THE MOSS - ROSE . The Angel of the Rose one day Beneath a rose - tree sleeping lay , That Spirit - to whose charge is given To bathe young buds in dews of Heaven . Awaking from his light repose ...
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... look upon them Just fluttering their wings as they flew Did yo mark the young light dawning dim in the east , With the clouds cold and silent above ? Did ye bear the bells ring at the village- spread feast , 1 And see the young bride ...
... look upon them Just fluttering their wings as they flew Did yo mark the young light dawning dim in the east , With the clouds cold and silent above ? Did ye bear the bells ring at the village- spread feast , 1 And see the young bride ...
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... , shrunk them- selves dry ; that since No sun , or moon , or other cheerful star , Look'd out of Heav'n ! but all the cope was dark , As it were hung so for her excquies ! And not a voice , or sound , to ring 66 THE DOVE .
... , shrunk them- selves dry ; that since No sun , or moon , or other cheerful star , Look'd out of Heav'n ! but all the cope was dark , As it were hung so for her excquies ! And not a voice , or sound , to ring 66 THE DOVE .
Términos y frases comunes
admired Angel ask'd Awaye beautiful Ben Johnson bend bless bloom born bough breath bright CHAUCER clouds COMUS cowslips DACTYLICS daye delight Devil Dothe hee Dove dwall elegant English Poetry eternal fair fairy Fancy fear fiddledum flame flowers fowk frae Genius give glow-worm grace green GRIEF groves Hast hath heart Heaven Honour John's-wort lassie learned light look'd on thy loud lov'd Love LUDLOW CASTLE MADRIGAL maid Maye Milton moon Muse MUSIPHILUS ne'er night night of St nought o'er orbs Oswestry pass'd plant of pow'r play Poem poet Poetry praise Rade replie reptile rocks rose round ryde yn Sept Shakspeare silent Silent Woman silver singe smile song Sonnets soon specimen spirit Spring stars suavity suns sweet Sweet Spring swete Tell thee things thou thought thro tion tow'rds Twas verses voice vpon Whenne ye wind wings wood young
Pasajes populares
Página 28 - What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones The labour of an age in piled stones ? Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid ? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What needst thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Página 32 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Página 60 - 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...
Página 21 - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet, From birds among the bowers.
Página 67 - Johnson was a great lover and praiser of himself, a contemner and scorner of others, given rather to lose a friend than a jest, jealous of every word and action of those about him...
Página 67 - He is a great lover and praiser of himself, a contemner and scorner of others, given rather to lose a friend than a jest, jealous of every word and action of those about him, (especially after drink, which is one of the elements in which he liveth...
Página 87 - Swifter than the moon's sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green : The cowslips tall her pensioners be ; In their gold coats spots you see ; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours : I must. go seek some dew-drops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Página 28 - For whilst, to the shame of slow-endeavouring art, Thy easy numbers flow, and that each heart • Hath, from the leaves of thy unvalued book, Those Delphic lines with deep impression took, Then thou, our fancy of itself bereaving, Dost make us marble, with too much conceiving ; And, so sepulchred in such pomp dost lie, That kings for such a tomb would wish to die.