English Poetry and Prose of the Romantic MovementGeorge Benjamin Woods Scott, Foresman, 1929 - 1454 pages |
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... dark and dreary hour When injured ghosts complain ; When yawning graves give up their dead , 28 To haunt the faithless swain . 32 36 40 " Bethink thee , William , of thy fault , Thy pledge and broken oath ! And give me back my maiden ...
... dark and dreary hour When injured ghosts complain ; When yawning graves give up their dead , 28 To haunt the faithless swain . 32 36 40 " Bethink thee , William , of thy fault , Thy pledge and broken oath ! And give me back my maiden ...
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... dark brow He clings , the steep - ascending eagle soars Conversed with angels and immortal forms , On gracious errands bent - to save the fall With upward pinions through the flood of day , Of virtue struggling on the brink of vice ; In ...
... dark brow He clings , the steep - ascending eagle soars Conversed with angels and immortal forms , On gracious errands bent - to save the fall With upward pinions through the flood of day , Of virtue struggling on the brink of vice ; In ...
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... dark domain , Is sunshine to the color of my fate . Night , sable goddess ! from her ebon throne , In rayless majesty , now stretches forth 20 Her leaden scepter o'er a slumbering world . Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound ...
... dark domain , Is sunshine to the color of my fate . Night , sable goddess ! from her ebon throne , In rayless majesty , now stretches forth 20 Her leaden scepter o'er a slumbering world . Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound ...
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... Dark as was chaos , ere the infant sun beams Athwart the gloom profound . - The sickly taper By glimmering through thy low - brow'd misty vaults , ( Furr'd round with mouldy damps and ropy slime ) Lets fall a supernumerary horror , If ...
... Dark as was chaos , ere the infant sun beams Athwart the gloom profound . - The sickly taper By glimmering through thy low - brow'd misty vaults , ( Furr'd round with mouldy damps and ropy slime ) Lets fall a supernumerary horror , If ...
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... dark with woods , will turn away To mark the path of some penurious2 space beyond Contemplates , half - recoiling : nathless down The gloomy void , astonish'd , yet un- quell'd , She plungeth ; down the unfathomable gulf , Where God ...
... dark with woods , will turn away To mark the path of some penurious2 space beyond Contemplates , half - recoiling : nathless down The gloomy void , astonish'd , yet un- quell'd , She plungeth ; down the unfathomable gulf , Where God ...
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Page 304 - Hence in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore...
Page 513 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold ; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Page 537 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Page 305 - The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality : Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, — To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Page 304 - See, at his feet, some little plan or chart, Some fragment from his dream of human life, Shaped by himself with newly-learned art; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral; And this hath now his heart, And unto this he frames his song: Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business...
Page 704 - That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer...
Page 526 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street ; On with the dance ! Let joy be unconfined ; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet...
Page 549 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed — in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime, Dark-heaving, boundless, endless and sublime — The image of eternity — the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Page 304 - On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day, a master o'er a Slave, A Presence which is not to be put by...
Page 359 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.