PoemsWhittemore, 1857 - 304 pagine |
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angel hearts angels beam beauty billows bird bless blest bloom bosom breast breath bright CHAMOIS Charles Swain charm cheek clouds cold cottage dark dear divine dream DRYBURGH ABBEY e'er earth evermore eyes fairy fame feeling fled flower fond friendship gaze gladness glance gold golden golden bird grace grief grieve happy hath heart heaven hope hour Hurrah life's light lips lonely long watch love thee Love's lowly lute maiden Mary merry merry heart merry maidens Midst mind morn mother ne'er neath never night o'er old friends ORIEL WINDOW pale pass pleasure poor pride rose round SARAGOSSA SCHEVENINGEN seek sigh sing smile snow song sorrow soul spirit stars storm summer sweet tambourine tears tempest TENT OF ABRAHAM There's thine things thou thought Tirral-la to-morrow tongue Twas voice wealth weep What's Whilst wild words worth
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Pagina 291 - But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised...
Pagina 69 - Those infant words were given; "Our Father," — angels sang aloud — "Father, who art in Heaven!" "Thy kingdom come" — still from the ground, That child-like voice did pray; "Thy kingdom come" — God's hosts resound — Far up the starry way ! "Thy will be done...
Pagina xiv - BE kind to each other ! — The night's coming on, When friend and when brother Perchance may be gone...
Pagina 206 - WHAT is noble? to inherit Wealth, estate, and proud degree? There must be some other merit, Higher yet than these for me. Something greater far must enter Into life's majestic span; Fitted to create and centre True nobility in man!
Pagina 89 - To others' failings as your own ; If you're the first a fault to see, Be not the first to make it known. For life is but a passing day, No lip...
Pagina 4 - Midst the golden corn. Little time for wooing Had we, for the wind Still kept on undoing What we sought to bind. Oh! that autumn morning In my heart it beams, Love's last look adorning With its dream of dreams: Still, like waters flowing In the ocean shell, Sounds of breezes blowing In my spirit dwell; Still I see the field-path;— Would that I could see Her whose graceful beauty Lost is now to me! Charles Su<ain [ 1 80 1 - 1 8 7 4] "A Place in Thy Memory" 871 LOVE NOT LOVE not, love not, ye hapless...
Pagina 13 - Still hourly the sound goes round and round, With a tone that ceases never; While tears are shed for the bright days fled, And the old friends lost forever! Its heart beats on — though hearts are gone That warmer beat and younger; Its hands still move — though hands we love Are clasped on earth no longer ! "Tick — tick...
Pagina 23 - AWAY to the Alps ! For the hunters are there, To rouse the chamois In his rock-vaulted lair. From valley to mountain • See ! — swiftly they go — As the ball from the rifle — The shaft from the bow. Nor chasms, nor glaciers, Their firmness dismay; Undaunted, they leap Like young leopards at play ; And the dash of the torrent Sounds welcome and dear, As the voice of a friend To the wanderer's ear.
Pagina 208 - That mankind may follow still. E'en though Scorn's malignant glances Prove him poorest of his clan, He's the noble who advances Freedom and the cause of man!
Pagina 89 - Would fain another's fault efface : How can it pleasure human pride To prove humanity but base ? No, let us reach a higher mood, A nobler estimate of man ; Be earnest in the search for good, And speak of all, the best we can. Then speak no ill — but lenient be To others...