The Poetical Works of Cuthbert Shaw: Collated with the Best EditionsJ. Sharpe, 1807 - 88 страница |
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... bower shall stand , The favourite task of thy lov'd Damon's hand , Where the sweet woodbine clasps the curling vine , Emblem of faithful love , like your's and mine ! Here will we sit when evening shades prevail , And hear the night ...
... bower shall stand , The favourite task of thy lov'd Damon's hand , Where the sweet woodbine clasps the curling vine , Emblem of faithful love , like your's and mine ! Here will we sit when evening shades prevail , And hear the night ...
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... bower . But why , alas ! to thee complain ! To thee - unconscious of my pain ! Soon shalt thou cease to mourn thy lot severe , And hail the dawning of a happier year : The genial warmth of joy - renewing Spring Again shall plume thy ...
... bower . But why , alas ! to thee complain ! To thee - unconscious of my pain ! Soon shalt thou cease to mourn thy lot severe , And hail the dawning of a happier year : The genial warmth of joy - renewing Spring Again shall plume thy ...
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... bowers . The school - boy , wandering through the wood To pull the primrose gay , Starts , the new voice of Spring to hear , And imitates thy lay . What time the pea puts on the bloom Thou fliest thy vocal vale ... bower is ever green , Thy.
... bowers . The school - boy , wandering through the wood To pull the primrose gay , Starts , the new voice of Spring to hear , And imitates thy lay . What time the pea puts on the bloom Thou fliest thy vocal vale ... bower is ever green , Thy.
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Collated with the Best Editions Cuthbert Shaw, Thomas Park. Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green , Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song , No winter in thy year ! O could I fly , I'd fly with thee ! We'd make , with ...
Collated with the Best Editions Cuthbert Shaw, Thomas Park. Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green , Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song , No winter in thy year ! O could I fly , I'd fly with thee ! We'd make , with ...
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... born to weep . Remove the terrors of the night , The phantom - forms of wild affright , The shrieks from precipice or flood , And starting scene that swims with blood . Lead her aloft to blooming bowers , And beds of ODES . 15.
... born to weep . Remove the terrors of the night , The phantom - forms of wild affright , The shrieks from precipice or flood , And starting scene that swims with blood . Lead her aloft to blooming bowers , And beds of ODES . 15.
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ancient arms bard beauteous beauty behold beneath bids bless'd bliss blissful band bloom bosom bower breast breath CERINTHUS CHARLES WHITTINGHAM charms CORIOLANUS court crown'd Damon dear Delia delight divine Doddington E'en e'er Emma's eyes fair fame fate father fear fire fix'd flame flattering flowers fond genius gentle glorious glory goddess grace grief grove hand head hear heart Heaven honour hope hour Hymen immortal IMMORTAL bard John Sharpe Latium lord lov'd lover lyre maid mind MONODY Mount Edgecumbe Muse ne'er never night nymphs o'er pain passion peace Petrarch Pindus pleas'd poet praise pride race rage rais'd refin'd rills rove sacred scene shade shine sing skies smil'd smile soft song sorrow soul spring stranger stream SULPICIA sweet tears tell tender thee thine thought TIBULLUS vale Venus vex'd virtue voice wild wretched Yarrow youth
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Страница 6 - Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
Страница 5 - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear ; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year ? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers.
Страница 58 - She guides the young with innocence, In pleasure's path to tread : A crown of glory she bestows Upon the hoary head. According as her labours rise, So her rewards increase ; Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are peace.
Страница 31 - The green-wood path to meet her brother : They sought him east, they sought him west, They sought him all the forest thorough ; They only saw the cloud of night, They only heard the roar of Yarrow...
Страница 53 - Who through this weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led. 2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present Before thy throne of grace : God of our fathers ! be the God Of their succeeding race.
Страница 64 - Though now ascended up on high, He bends on earth a brother's eye : Partaker of the human name, He knows the frailty of our frame.
Страница 65 - Our fellow-sufferer yet retains A fellow-feeling of our pains ; And still remembers in the skies His tears, His agonies, and cries.
Страница 62 - Let earth his praise resound : Ye who upon the ocean dwell, And fill the isles around.
Страница 57 - In early years Thou wast my guide, And of my youth the friend ; And as my days began with Thee, With Thee my days shall end.
Страница 64 - WHERE high the heavenly temple stands, The house of God not made with hands, A great High Priest our nature wears, The guardian of mankind appears.