English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution, Liverpool [ed. by W. J. Conybeare].1844 |
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Pagina 61
... ark ; - Fly from the " old poetic " fields , Ye Paynim shadows dark ! Immortal Greece , dear land of glorious lays , Lo ! here the " unknown God " of thy unconscious praise ! The olive wreath , the ivied wand , " The 61.
... ark ; - Fly from the " old poetic " fields , Ye Paynim shadows dark ! Immortal Greece , dear land of glorious lays , Lo ! here the " unknown God " of thy unconscious praise ! The olive wreath , the ivied wand , " The 61.
Pagina 62
... dear , Nor flower in classic grove , There's not a sweet note warbled here , But minds us of thy Love . O Lord , our Lord , and spoiler of our foes , There is no light but thine ! with thee all beauty glows . KEBLE . MONDAY BEFORE ...
... dear , Nor flower in classic grove , There's not a sweet note warbled here , But minds us of thy Love . O Lord , our Lord , and spoiler of our foes , There is no light but thine ! with thee all beauty glows . KEBLE . MONDAY BEFORE ...
Pagina 63
... and arched fountains cold , Where lies the cypress shade so still and deep , Dear sacred haunts of glory and of woe , Help us , one hour , to trace His musings high and low : One heart - ennobling hour ! It may not be 63.
... and arched fountains cold , Where lies the cypress shade so still and deep , Dear sacred haunts of glory and of woe , Help us , one hour , to trace His musings high and low : One heart - ennobling hour ! It may not be 63.
Pagina 64
... dear Is every stone of hers ; for thou wast surely here . There is a spot within this sacred dale That felt Thee kneeling - touched thy prostrate brow : One angel knows it . O might prayer avail To win that knowledge ! sure each holy ...
... dear Is every stone of hers ; for thou wast surely here . There is a spot within this sacred dale That felt Thee kneeling - touched thy prostrate brow : One angel knows it . O might prayer avail To win that knowledge ! sure each holy ...
Pagina 65
... dear call , 66 Thy best , thine all . ' O Father ! not my will , but thine be done ” - So spake the Son . Be this our charm , mellowing earth's ruder noise Of griefs and joys ; That we may cling for ever to thy breast In perfect rest ...
... dear call , 66 Thy best , thine all . ' O Father ! not my will , but thine be done ” - So spake the Son . Be this our charm , mellowing earth's ruder noise Of griefs and joys ; That we may cling for ever to thy breast In perfect rest ...
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Pagina 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.
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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...