The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Zväzok 1Alaric Alexander Watts Hurst, Chance, and Company, 1828 |
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Strana 1
... light ; - Awhile they wore all hues then wavering , weak , Waned like the blush that warms a virgin's cheek , Till all were lost . Then Twilight drew her hood , Dropped with pale stars ; and scowling Darkness stood , B Like a dim ...
... light ; - Awhile they wore all hues then wavering , weak , Waned like the blush that warms a virgin's cheek , Till all were lost . Then Twilight drew her hood , Dropped with pale stars ; and scowling Darkness stood , B Like a dim ...
Strana 2
... - leafed book of night , In letters of unutterable light ! It seemed as Ocean , weary of repose , With all his storms , in bold rebellion rose , To bow that Flag , obeyed where'er it veers , 2 THE POETICAL ALBUM . The Progress of the Storm.
... - leafed book of night , In letters of unutterable light ! It seemed as Ocean , weary of repose , With all his storms , in bold rebellion rose , To bow that Flag , obeyed where'er it veers , 2 THE POETICAL ALBUM . The Progress of the Storm.
Strana 18
... light surrounded by thrice delicate shapes Of grace and love . THE light came dim but beautiful , through blinds Of the linked jessamine , which wooed the vine With its white kisses ; and the fragrant air , Bearing low music from the ...
... light surrounded by thrice delicate shapes Of grace and love . THE light came dim but beautiful , through blinds Of the linked jessamine , which wooed the vine With its white kisses ; and the fragrant air , Bearing low music from the ...
Strana 20
... light o'er her white brow ; a shower Of rose leaves lay amid the raven curls Of her long hair and on her neck . That morn Around her slender waist and graceful head She had bound new - blown buds . But all fair things Are very fragile ...
... light o'er her white brow ; a shower Of rose leaves lay amid the raven curls Of her long hair and on her neck . That morn Around her slender waist and graceful head She had bound new - blown buds . But all fair things Are very fragile ...
Strana 21
... light , with such bright And such wild glance they turned towards her ray . He was a stranger in fair Italy : He sought her kingdom , for it was a home For genius and for beauty ; it had been His land of promise through the sunny dreams ...
... light , with such bright And such wild glance they turned towards her ray . He was a stranger in fair Italy : He sought her kingdom , for it was a home For genius and for beauty ; it had been His land of promise through the sunny dreams ...
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The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Zväzok 1 Alaric Alexander Watts Úplné zobrazenie - 1828 |
The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Zväzok 1 Alaric Alexander Watts Úplné zobrazenie - 1828 |
The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Zväzok 1 Alaric Alexander Watts Úplné zobrazenie - 1828 |
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Populárne pasáže
Strana 354 - Tis time this heart should be unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move : Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love ! My days are in the yellow leaf ; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone...
Strana 69 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Strana 184 - Now by the lips of those ye love, fair gentlemen of France, Charge for the Golden Lilies — upon them with the lance. A thousand spurs are striking deep, a thousand spears in rest, A thousand knights are pressing close behind the snow-white crest ; And in they burst, and on they rushed, while, like a guiding star, Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre.
Strana 94 - I need not ask thee if that hand, when armed, Has any Roman soldier...
Strana 153 - ALL worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its immortality ! I saw a vision in my sleep, That gave my spirit strength to sweep Adown the gulf of Time ! I...
Strana 260 - Nor fame, nor power, nor love, nor leisure. Others I see whom these surround — Smiling they live, and call life pleasure ; — To me that cup has been dealt in another measure.
Strana 355 - Seek out— less often sought than found — A soldier's grave, for thee the best; Then look around, and choose thy ground, And take thy rest.
Strana 317 - Between two worlds life hovers like a star, 'Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge. How little do we know that which we are ! How less what we may be ! The eternal surge Of time and tide rolls on, and bears afar Our bubbles ; as the old burst, new emerge, Lash'd from the foam of ages ; while the graves Of empires heave but like some passing waves.
Strana 69 - TRIUMPHAL arch, that fill'st the sky When storms prepare to part, I ask not proud philosophy To teach me what thou art. Still seem, as to my childhood's sight, A midway station given For happy spirits to alight Betwixt the earth and heaven.
Strana 139 - They sin who tell us Love can die, With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...