The Poetical MelangeG. A. Douglas, 1828 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 83
עמוד 3
... fall in roaring blackness o'er the waters Of agitated life : then hopes arise All round our sinking souls , like those fair birds O'er whose soft plumes the tempest hath no power , Waving their snow - white wings amid the darkness , And ...
... fall in roaring blackness o'er the waters Of agitated life : then hopes arise All round our sinking souls , like those fair birds O'er whose soft plumes the tempest hath no power , Waving their snow - white wings amid the darkness , And ...
עמוד 10
... falls in Autumn's bosom dead . For that ne'er tells of what has been , But warns me what I soon shall be ; It looks not back on pleasure's scene , But points unto futurity . I love thee not , thou simple flower , For thou art gay , and ...
... falls in Autumn's bosom dead . For that ne'er tells of what has been , But warns me what I soon shall be ; It looks not back on pleasure's scene , But points unto futurity . I love thee not , thou simple flower , For thou art gay , and ...
עמוד 15
... fall , will in their revelry Quench all remembrance . From the ties of life Unnaturally rent , a man who knew No resting place , no dear delights at home , Belike who never saw his children's face , Whose children knew no father , he is ...
... fall , will in their revelry Quench all remembrance . From the ties of life Unnaturally rent , a man who knew No resting place , no dear delights at home , Belike who never saw his children's face , Whose children knew no father , he is ...
עמוד 16
... fall , at length In Abraham's bosom rest with Lazarus . Themselves meantime secure their good things here And feast with Dives . These are they , O Lord , Who in thy plain and simple Gospel see All mysteries , but who find no peace ...
... fall , at length In Abraham's bosom rest with Lazarus . Themselves meantime secure their good things here And feast with Dives . These are they , O Lord , Who in thy plain and simple Gospel see All mysteries , but who find no peace ...
עמוד 26
... fall upon thy breast . Peace ! Peace ! the little bosom Labours with shortening breath ; Peace ! Peace ! that tremulous sigh , Speaks his departure nigh ; Those are the damps of death . I've seen thee in thy beauty , A thing all health ...
... fall upon thy breast . Peace ! Peace ! the little bosom Labours with shortening breath ; Peace ! Peace ! that tremulous sigh , Speaks his departure nigh ; Those are the damps of death . I've seen thee in thy beauty , A thing all health ...
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מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Anon beam beauty beneath blessed blest bliss bloom bosom bower breast breath bright brow Byron calm charm cheek child clouds cold Cumnor dark dead dear death deep doom dream dust earth eternal fade fair Farewell father fear feel fled flowers frae gazed glory glowing gone grave grief harp hast hath heart heaven Helvellyn hope hour John Malcolm Kilmeny land life's light lisp live lonely look LORD BYRON Mariamne MINSTREL BOY morning mortal mother mountain mourn ne'er never night o'er peace perished band praise prayer rapture rest rose round Samian wine scene seraph shade shed shining book shore sigh silent skies sleep slumber smile song sorrow soul spirit star sweet tears tempest thee thine thou art thought tomb trembling Twas twill vile bands voice wave ween weep wept wild winds wing youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 131 - ALL thoughts,' all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve...
עמוד 24 - Tis now become a history little known, That once we call'd the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession ! but the record fair, That memory keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many a storm, that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced.
עמוד 85 - The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse : Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires'
עמוד 222 - Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my Thought, Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret joy: Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven.
עמוד 85 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned.
עמוד 37 - Then shook the hills with thunder riven, Then rushed the steed to battle driven, And louder than the bolts of heaven Far flashed the red artillery. But redder yet that light shall glow On Linden's hills of stained snow, And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. 'Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulph'rous canopy.
עמוד 166 - Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings.
עמוד 37 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
עמוד 62 - If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly wisdom's narrow way ; To fly the good I would pursue, Or do the sin I would not do ; Still He, who felt temptation's power, Shall guard me in that dangerous hour.
עמוד 22 - THAT those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away...