The Poetical Works of Robert SoutheyD. Appleton, 1839 - 810 páginas |
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... thought , with what had been broken off . In August I went to visit my old schoolfellow , Mr. Grosvenor Bedford , who , at that time , resided with his pa- rents at Brixton Causeway , about four miles on the Surrey side of the ...
... thought , with what had been broken off . In August I went to visit my old schoolfellow , Mr. Grosvenor Bedford , who , at that time , resided with his pa- rents at Brixton Causeway , about four miles on the Surrey side of the ...
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... thought It were as easy when I gaze around On all this fair variety of things , Green fields and tufted woods , and the blue depth Of heaven , and yonder glorious sun , to doubt Creating wisdom ! - When in the evening gale I breathe the ...
... thought It were as easy when I gaze around On all this fair variety of things , Green fields and tufted woods , and the blue depth Of heaven , and yonder glorious sun , to doubt Creating wisdom ! - When in the evening gale I breathe the ...
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... thought When every bodily sense is as it slept , And the mind alone is wakeful . I have heard Strange voices in the evening wind ; strange forms Dimly discover'd throng'd the twilight air . The neighbors wonder'd at the sudden change ...
... thought When every bodily sense is as it slept , And the mind alone is wakeful . I have heard Strange voices in the evening wind ; strange forms Dimly discover'd throng'd the twilight air . The neighbors wonder'd at the sudden change ...
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... thought The white sail of supply . Alas ! no more The white sail rose upon our aching sight ; For guarded was the Seine , and our stern foe Had made a league with Famine . How my heart | That I might lose remembrance ! They drove them ...
... thought The white sail of supply . Alas ! no more The white sail rose upon our aching sight ; For guarded was the Seine , and our stern foe Had made a league with Famine . How my heart | That I might lose remembrance ! They drove them ...
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... thought what he had been on earth who now 43 - we had no relief to grant . The aged ones groan'd to our foe in vain , The mother pleaded for her dying child , And they felt no remorse ! " - The mission'd Maid Rose from her seat , " The ...
... thought what he had been on earth who now 43 - we had no relief to grant . The aged ones groan'd to our foe in vain , The mother pleaded for her dying child , And they felt no remorse ! " - The mission'd Maid Rose from her seat , " The ...
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Página 176 - Receding and speeding, And shocking and rocking, And darting and parting, And threading and spreading, And whizzing and hissing, And dripping and skipping, And hitting and splitting, And shining and twining, And rattling and battling, And shaking and...
Página 462 - On a buoy in the storm it floated and swung, And over the waves its warning rung.
Página 223 - How beautiful is night ! A dewy freshness fills the silent air, No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven : In full-orbed glory yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths.
Página 466 - And everybody praised the Duke Who this great fight did win." " But what good came of it at last ? " Quoth little Peterkin. " Why, that I cannot tell," said he,
Página 445 - The great barn was full as it could hold Of women and children, and young and old. Then, when he saw it could hold no more, Bishop Hatto he made fast the door; And, while for mercy on Christ they call, He set fire to the barn, and burnt them all. "I' faith, 'tis an excellent bonfire!" quoth he; "And the country is greatly obliged to me For ridding it, in these times forlorn, Of rats that only consume the corn.
Página 462 - And he fixed his eye on the darker speck. He felt the cheering power of spring; It made him whistle, it made him sing: His heart was mirthful to excess. But the Rover's mirth was wickedness. His eye was on the Inchcape float; Quoth he, " My men, put out the boat, And row me to the Inchcape Rock, And I'll plague the Abbot of Aberbrothok.
Página 153 - MY days among the Dead are past ; Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old: My never-failing friends are they, With whom I converse day by day.
Página 216 - How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace; that bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth!
Página 74 - Come and gather yourselves together unto the supper of the great God; that ye may eat the flesh of kings, and the flesh of captains, and the flesh of mighty men, and the flesh of horses, and of them that sit on them, and the flesh of all men, both free and bond, both small and great.
Página 129 - MAN hath a weary pilgrimage As through the world he wends, On every stage from youth to age Still discontent attends ; With heaviness he casts his eye Upon the road before, And still remembers with a sigh The days that are no more.