English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution, Liverpool [ed. by W. J. Conybeare].1844 |
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... , as inclination or sad choice Leads him perplexed , where he may likeliest find Truce to his restless thoughts , and entertain The irksome hours , till his great chief return . Part on the plain , or in the air sublime 30.
... , as inclination or sad choice Leads him perplexed , where he may likeliest find Truce to his restless thoughts , and entertain The irksome hours , till his great chief return . Part on the plain , or in the air sublime 30.
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... hour Down had been falling , had not by ill chance The strong rebuff of some tumultuous cloud , Instinct with fire and nitre , hurried him As many miles aloft ; that fury staid , Quenched in a boggy Syrtis , neither sea Nor good dry ...
... hour Down had been falling , had not by ill chance The strong rebuff of some tumultuous cloud , Instinct with fire and nitre , hurried him As many miles aloft ; that fury staid , Quenched in a boggy Syrtis , neither sea Nor good dry ...
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... hour can I forget , Can I forget the hallowed grove Where by the winding Ayr we met , To live one day of parting love ? Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past- Thy image at our last embrace ! Ah ! little 43.
... hour can I forget , Can I forget the hallowed grove Where by the winding Ayr we met , To live one day of parting love ? Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past- Thy image at our last embrace ! Ah ! little 43.
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... hour Must yield its pomp , and wait till ages are its dower . * * * * And here the buzz of eager nations ran , In murmured pity , or loud - roared applause , As man was slaughtered by his fellow man . And wherefore slaughtered ...
... hour Must yield its pomp , and wait till ages are its dower . * * * * And here the buzz of eager nations ran , In murmured pity , or loud - roared applause , As man was slaughtered by his fellow man . And wherefore slaughtered ...
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... hour when day - light dies , And sunbeams melt along the silent sea , For then sweet dreams of other days arise , And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee . And , as I watch the line of light , that plays Along the smooth wave toward ...
... hour when day - light dies , And sunbeams melt along the silent sea , For then sweet dreams of other days arise , And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee . And , as I watch the line of light , that plays Along the smooth wave toward ...
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alwaye angel art thou Athens behold believe that Thou bless blood boat falls rapidly Brak breath brest bright Canaan cloud COMUS dark dear death deep delight didst doth dread dreams earth ENGLISH POETRY fain fair faithful falls rapidly Adown fayre fear flower gold green grove hand Hark HARP hath hear heart heaven hell hill hire holy KEBLE knocking Lady Lady Macbeth last embrace light little boat falls LIVERPOOL Lord loud Macb Macbeth MATTHEW'S DAY Methought moche moon moonlight mountain murmur night nought numbers o'er pale PARADISE REGAINED PIEMONT plaste pourè preest rock Rome round Sail Seint serene shade shadows shine shuld sight silent sleep song soul star stood stream sweet swiche Thalaba thee thence ther thine things Thou art thought tower trewely unto vale wake watch waves WESTMINSTER BRIDGE whan Wilt thou go wind wing wolde wyll
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