The Pleasures of HopeS. Low, Son & Company, 1856 - 58 pagine |
Altre edizioni - Visualizza tutto
Parole e frasi comuni
adamantine Arion Avatar bark barren beauty Beauty's beneath BIRKET FOSTER BIRKET blazing bleeding bliss Brama bright Briton burst Cæsar charm Charm'd child clime command deep doom'd dread dust dust return earth EDMUND EVANS eternal evermore Fancy farewell fate fire flow'r FOSTER BIRKET FOSTER friendless Genius GEORGE THOMAS hail hand Hark harp HARRISON WEIR BIRKET HARVARD COLLEG hath heart Heav'n heav'nly Heaven's HHAPRAL HHARRAL Hindoo Hope hour hurl'd Indian isles life's light lonely Mercy meteor midnight mingles murmurs Muse Nature Nature's numbers o'er pang Peace pensive pictur'd Plato pow'r proud rapture sacred sapient seraph shade shore sigh slumber smil'd smile soothe sorrow soul spirit burn storm sublime Sweden Swedish sweep sweet tears tempest thee thou thunder toil trembling triumph Truth unfathom'd vale Warsaw watch wave weep WEIR BIRKET FOSTER West Indies wheels wild winds wing woes wretch
Brani popolari
Pagina 20 - He said, and on the rampart-heights arrayed His trusty warriors, few but undismayed; Firm-paced and slow, a horrid front they form. Still as the breeze, but dreadful as the storm...
Pagina 28 - Rich in the gems of India's gaudy zone, And plunder piled from kingdoms not their own, Degenerate trade ! thy minions could despise The heart-born anguish of a thousand cries ; -Could lock, with impious hands, their teeming store, While...
Pagina 43 - Unfading HOPE ! when life's last embers burn, When soul to soul, and dust to dust return ! Heaven to thy charge resigns the awful hour ! Oh ! then, thy kingdom comes ! Immortal Power ! What though each spark of earth-born rapture...
Pagina 21 - Oh ! bloodiest picture in the book of Time Sarmatia fell unwept, without a crime ; Found not a generous friend, a pitying foe, Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe...
Pagina 1 - AT summer eve, when Heaven's ethereal bow Spans with bright arch the glittering hills below, Why to yon mountain turns the musing eye, Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky ? Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear More sweet than all the landscape smiling near ? — 'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
Pagina 39 - And toil'd — and shriek' d — and perish'd on the wave ! Yes, at the dead of night, by Lonna's steep, The seaman's cry was heard along the deep...
Pagina 19 - my bleeding country save ! ' Is there no hand on high to shield the brave ? ' Yet, though destruction sweep those lovely plains, ' Rise, fellow-men, our country yet remains ! ' By that dread name, we wave the sword on high, ' And swear for her to live — with her to die...
Pagina 53 - Eternal HOPE ! when yonder spheres sublime Peal'd their first notes to sound the march of Time, Thy joyous youth began — but not to fade. — When all the sister planets have...
Pagina 12 - And say, when summon'd from the world and thee, I lay my head beneath the willow tree, Wilt thou, sweet mourner ! at my stone appear, And soothe my parted spirit lingering near ? Oh, wilt thou come, at evening hour, to shed The tears of memory o'er my narrow bed ; With aching temples on thy hand reclined, Muse on the last farewell I leave behind, Breathe a deep sigh to winds that murmur low, And think on all my love and all my woe?
Pagina 1 - More pleasing seems than all the past hath been ! And every form, that fancy can repair From dark oblivion, glows divinely there. What potent spirit guides the raptured eye To pierce the shades of dim futurity...