The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... ' astonish'd East unfolds her mysteries : Round her dark shrines a sudden blaze he showers , And , all unveil'd , the proud Pantheon towers . APOSTROPHE TO SIR W. JONES . FROM HAYLEY'S ESSAY ON ENCOMIUMS, By Wrangham By Grant.
... ' astonish'd East unfolds her mysteries : Round her dark shrines a sudden blaze he showers , And , all unveil'd , the proud Pantheon towers . APOSTROPHE TO SIR W. JONES . FROM HAYLEY'S ESSAY ON ENCOMIUMS, By Wrangham By Grant.
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... blaze of beauty warms , Lament the sweet interpreter they lose . Mark where , like stars of richly blended fire , The seven selected bards of Mecca stand , Mourning their western brother of the lyre , Who raised to new renown their ...
... blaze of beauty warms , Lament the sweet interpreter they lose . Mark where , like stars of richly blended fire , The seven selected bards of Mecca stand , Mourning their western brother of the lyre , Who raised to new renown their ...
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... golden doors , that richly shone , he spied , And said , ' Fair nymph ( but let me not be bold ) , What mean those doors that blaze with burnish'd gold ? ' To six gay bowers ( the maid replied ) they THE SEVEN FOUNTAINS . 61.
... golden doors , that richly shone , he spied , And said , ' Fair nymph ( but let me not be bold ) , What mean those doors that blaze with burnish'd gold ? ' To six gay bowers ( the maid replied ) they THE SEVEN FOUNTAINS . 61.
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... blaze of light ; See all thy wanderings in that vale of tears , And smile at all thy hopes , at all thy fears : Death waked my soul , that slept in life before , And oped these brighten'd eyes , to sleep no more . ' She ends : the Fates ...
... blaze of light ; See all thy wanderings in that vale of tears , And smile at all thy hopes , at all thy fears : Death waked my soul , that slept in life before , And oped these brighten'd eyes , to sleep no more . ' She ends : the Fates ...
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... blaze and soar . Mortals , who His glory seek , Rapt in contemplation meek , Him fear , Him trust , Him venerate , Him adore ! EX FERDUSII POETÆ PERSICI POEMATE HEROICO . SAMUS , ut aurato cinctum diademate regem Vidit ovans , excelsa ...
... blaze and soar . Mortals , who His glory seek , Rapt in contemplation meek , Him fear , Him trust , Him venerate , Him adore ! EX FERDUSII POETÆ PERSICI POEMATE HEROICO . SAMUS , ut aurato cinctum diademate regem Vidit ovans , excelsa ...
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amorous Arcadia arms beam beauty bibendum blaze bless'd blissful blooming blossoms blushing bosom bower Brahman breast breath bright Britan Cardigan celestial charms cheeks cheer clouds coursers damsels dance darts delight display'd divine Draupady e'en eyes fair falchion fame fire fix'd flame floreum ver fugit flow flow'd fragrant gales Gaul gems glade glowing goddess gold golden grace groves heart heaven heavenly Hindu IMITATIONS Indian Indra king light maid mantle Menalcas mild morn mortal mountain Muse numbers Nunc amandum nunc bibendum nymph o'er pearls Persian Petrarch plain play'd pleasure poem prince of Tyre queen Ramiel rapture rich rise rose sacred sage Sanscrit seem'd shade silken sing Sir William Jones Siva skies Smara smile soft song soul sparkling spikenard spread stream sung sweet Tartessus thee thou throne train trembling Tyrian vales verdant view'd virtue Vishnu waves Whilst youth Zéphire
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