The Poetical Register, and Repository of Fugitive Poetry for 1801-11, Volume 8F.C. & J. Rivington, 1814 |
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... waves in gentler current run : In narrower bounds the Alani , in affright , Peaceful , bestride the steed , and shun the battle - day . HORACE . ODE 20. LIB . II . TO MECENAS . TRANSLATED BY MR . A. S. THELWALL . ON no accustom'd and no ...
... waves in gentler current run : In narrower bounds the Alani , in affright , Peaceful , bestride the steed , and shun the battle - day . HORACE . ODE 20. LIB . II . TO MECENAS . TRANSLATED BY MR . A. S. THELWALL . ON no accustom'd and no ...
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... wave : While vainly struggling , the reluctant hound Sinks , -fatal clog - to share that watery grave . Say ! powers unseen , that love to linger near ; Oft rose the youth ere death had sealed his eyes ? Oft called for aid , though none ...
... wave : While vainly struggling , the reluctant hound Sinks , -fatal clog - to share that watery grave . Say ! powers unseen , that love to linger near ; Oft rose the youth ere death had sealed his eyes ? Oft called for aid , though none ...
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... for mortal hand too much ; But when across the wave some answering wire He caught , the ravishment of sound was such , His arms he rais'd and clasped , entranc'd at every touch . XVII . " Ah ! ' tis but echo sporting 54.
... for mortal hand too much ; But when across the wave some answering wire He caught , the ravishment of sound was such , His arms he rais'd and clasped , entranc'd at every touch . XVII . " Ah ! ' tis but echo sporting 54.
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... waves where lichens to the granite clang , And the high flood the mouldering fabric wash , Sprinkle the briar rose - buds , and bathe the mountain- ash . XXIV . Fast by the river - margin fring'd with gorse And heathery bloom , his way ...
... waves where lichens to the granite clang , And the high flood the mouldering fabric wash , Sprinkle the briar rose - buds , and bathe the mountain- ash . XXIV . Fast by the river - margin fring'd with gorse And heathery bloom , his way ...
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... d , And whistling eddies swept the whiten'd wave ! The night - bird shriek'd : and , in each hoary fold , Tho ' all again were quiet as the grave , Its misletoe the oak would with deep sobbings heave . XXXV . Yet , as he sought his cot , ...
... d , And whistling eddies swept the whiten'd wave ! The night - bird shriek'd : and , in each hoary fold , Tho ' all again were quiet as the grave , Its misletoe the oak would with deep sobbings heave . XXXV . Yet , as he sought his cot , ...
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Page 12 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Page 264 - And Moses went up from the plains of Moab unto the mountain of Nebo, to the top of Pisgah, that is over against Jericho. And the Lord shewed him all the land of Gilead, unto Dan...
Page 13 - Whilst the landscape round it measures ; Russet lawns and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks and rivers wide : Towers and battlements it sees Bosom'd high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some beauty lies, The cynosure of neighbouring eyes.
Page 14 - Then to come in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good morrow, Through the Sweet-Briar, or the Vine, Or the twisted Eglantine...
Page 562 - All fly to Twit'nam, and in humble strain Apply to me, to keep them mad or vain.
Page 13 - We at length reached the spot, whence Milton undoubtedly took most of his images; it is on the top of the hill, from which there is a most extensive prospect on all sides: the distant mountains that seemed to support the clouds, the villages and turrets, partly shaded...
Page 474 - THE .LAWYER'S FAREWELL TO HIS MUSE. As, by some tyrant's stern command, A wretch forsakes his native land, In foreign climes condemn'd to roam An endless exile from his home...
Page 49 - Art thou, my Gregory, for ever fled ! And am I left to unavailing woe ! When fortune's storms assail this weary. head, Where cares long since have shed untim'ely snow ! Ah, now for comfort whither shall I go ! No more thy soothing voice my anguish cheers : Thy placid eyes with smiles no longer glow, My hopes to cherish, and allay my fears. Tis meet that I should mourn : flow forth afresh, my tears.
Page 264 - And the Lord said unto him, This is the land which I sware unto Abraham, unto Isaac, and unto Jacob, saying, I will give it unto thy seed : I have caused thee to see it with thine eyes, but thou shalt not go over thither.
Page 14 - The poet's house was close to the church ; the greatest part of it has been pulled down, and what remains belongs to an adjacent farm. I am informed, that several papers, in Milton's own hand, were found by the gentleman who was last in possession of the estate.