English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution, Liverpool [ed. by W. J. Conybeare].1844 |
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Σελίδα 22
... once inhabit , there were crept ( As ' t were in scorn of eyes ) reflecting gems , That wooed the slimy bottom of the deep , And mocked the dead bones that lay scattered by . Brak . Had you such leisure , in the time of death , To gaze ...
... once inhabit , there were crept ( As ' t were in scorn of eyes ) reflecting gems , That wooed the slimy bottom of the deep , And mocked the dead bones that lay scattered by . Brak . Had you such leisure , in the time of death , To gaze ...
Σελίδα 30
... once beheld in bliss ) condemned For ever now to have their lot in pain ; Millions of spirits for his fault amerced Of heaven , and from eternal splendours flung For his revolt ; yet faithful how they stood , Their glory withered : as ...
... once beheld in bliss ) condemned For ever now to have their lot in pain ; Millions of spirits for his fault amerced Of heaven , and from eternal splendours flung For his revolt ; yet faithful how they stood , Their glory withered : as ...
Σελίδα 41
... once more I trust to have Full sight of her in heaven without restraint , Came vested all in white , pure as her mind : Her face was veiled ; yet to my fancied sight Love , sweetness , goodness , in her person shined So clear , as in no ...
... once more I trust to have Full sight of her in heaven without restraint , Came vested all in white , pure as her mind : Her face was veiled ; yet to my fancied sight Love , sweetness , goodness , in her person shined So clear , as in no ...
Σελίδα 50
... once again , farewell , thou Minstrel Harp ! Yet , once again , forgive my feeble sway , And little reck I of the censure sharp May idly cavil at an idle lay . Much have I owed thy strains on life's long way , Through secret woes the ...
... once again , farewell , thou Minstrel Harp ! Yet , once again , forgive my feeble sway , And little reck I of the censure sharp May idly cavil at an idle lay . Much have I owed thy strains on life's long way , Through secret woes the ...
Σελίδα 53
... once again the damsel spake : " The stream is strong , the river broad , Wilt thou go on with me ? The day is fair , but night must come Wilt thou go on with me ? Far , far away , the sufferer's eye For thee hath long been looking- Thou ...
... once again the damsel spake : " The stream is strong , the river broad , Wilt thou go on with me ? The day is fair , but night must come Wilt thou go on with me ? Far , far away , the sufferer's eye For thee hath long been looking- Thou ...
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alwaye angel art thou Athens behold believe that Thou bless blood boat falls rapidly Brak breath brest bright Canaan cloud COMUS dark dear death deep delight didst doth dread dreams earth ENGLISH POETRY fain fair faithful falls rapidly Adown fayre fear flower gold green grove hand Hark HARP hath hear heart heaven hell hill hire holy KEBLE knocking Lady Lady Macbeth last embrace light little boat falls LIVERPOOL Lord loud Macb Macbeth MATTHEW'S DAY Methought moche moon moonlight mountain murmur night nought numbers o'er pale PARADISE REGAINED PIEMONT plaste pourè preest rock Rome round Sail Seint serene shade shadows shine shuld sight silent sleep song soul star stood stream sweet swiche Thalaba thee thence ther thine things Thou art thought tower trewely unto vale wake watch waves WESTMINSTER BRIDGE whan Wilt thou go wind wing wolde wyll
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Σελίδα 27 - They heard, and were abashed, and up they sprung Upon the wing, as when men wont to watch, On duty sleeping found by whom they dread, Rouse and bestir themselves ere well awake. Nor did they not perceive the evil plight In which they were, or the fierce pains not feel; Yet to their General's voice they soon obeyed Innumerable.
Σελίδα 25 - Thus Satan talking to his nearest mate With head uplift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blazed; his other parts besides Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Lay floating many a rood...
Σελίδα 20 - Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane, You do unbend your noble strength, to think So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there: go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. Macb. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done Look on't again I dare not.
Σελίδα 55 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Σελίδα 58 - This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.
Σελίδα 29 - Commander : he, above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent, Stood like a tower : his form had yet not lost All her original brightness ; nor appear'd Less than Arch-Angel ruin'd, and the excess Of glory obscured...
Σελίδα 23 - With that grim ferryman, which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud,— What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
Σελίδα 25 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream : Him, haply, slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-foundered skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...
Σελίδα 18 - Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.
Σελίδα 41 - Purification in the old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind: Her face was...