Horæ Salisburienses [afterw.] Sarisburienses1829 |
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... fate had staid Her doom on thousands ' cause she him obey'd , What then ? thou here behold'st him prostrate now : Thou seest the mighty fall'n - the great laid low . His pomp no more , behold his life - a span ! Pride , wealth , and ...
... fate had staid Her doom on thousands ' cause she him obey'd , What then ? thou here behold'st him prostrate now : Thou seest the mighty fall'n - the great laid low . His pomp no more , behold his life - a span ! Pride , wealth , and ...
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embowered glades which surrounded the castle , and muse on the mournful fate of those who gave him birth . But anger at their death would usurp the place of pity in his bosom , and then , transported by his feelings , would he vow deep ...
embowered glades which surrounded the castle , and muse on the mournful fate of those who gave him birth . But anger at their death would usurp the place of pity in his bosom , and then , transported by his feelings , would he vow deep ...
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... fate have we been destined ! " Transported by the excess of his feelings , he seized her hand , and imprinting on it , ere she had time to withdraw it , a fer- vent kiss , exclaimed , " Tell me - oh , Adelaide - confess to me - let me ...
... fate have we been destined ! " Transported by the excess of his feelings , he seized her hand , and imprinting on it , ere she had time to withdraw it , a fer- vent kiss , exclaimed , " Tell me - oh , Adelaide - confess to me - let me ...
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... fate . Tell me , dearest ! speak , Adelaide , " cried he , bending anxiously over her lovely features , as she was slowly reviving ; “ will you now assume the veil ? " Never , oh never , whilst you are with me , Reginald ! " " Daughter ...
... fate . Tell me , dearest ! speak , Adelaide , " cried he , bending anxiously over her lovely features , as she was slowly reviving ; “ will you now assume the veil ? " Never , oh never , whilst you are with me , Reginald ! " " Daughter ...
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... fate than myself ; for , as a poor imbecile old man was about to cross the road , he was knocked down by a cart which was driven furiously by , and the wheel passing over his leg , fractured it so as to cause amputation necessary . The ...
... fate than myself ; for , as a poor imbecile old man was about to cross the road , he was knocked down by a cart which was driven furiously by , and the wheel passing over his leg , fractured it so as to cause amputation necessary . The ...
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Adelaide adieu admiration Almack's Amyntor arms AUDI ALTERAM PARTEM beauty bewitching blest bliss bosom breast bright brow Carthage Charles Dashwood charm Committee cricket Darlington dear death delight e'en e'er Editors elected ev'ry exclaimed fair fair lady fair sex fame farewell fate fear feel forget fortune friendship gentleman Giaour glorious grief hand happiness hear heard heart heav'n honor hope Hora Sarisburienses Horæ hour Kenyon ladies Latham leave look Lord Lord Ruthven lov'd meeting mind misery mortal Mytton ne'er never o'er Palmer paper pass perusal pleasure pow'r praise pray'r quadrille Reginald regret rose sacred scenes schoolfellows seem'd Seymour sigh smile song soon sorrow soul spot stanzas sweet tear tell thanks thee thine thou art thought tion Twas Utopia vex'd vote Wentworth whilst wish word young youth
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Page 60 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Page 61 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th
Page 4 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Page 199 - Had I but served God as diligently as I have served the king, He would not have given me over in my grey hairs.
Page 292 - He faded, and so calm and meek So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender, kind...
Page 124 - And is it in the flight of threescore years To push eternity from human thought, And smother souls immortal in the dust? A soul immortal, spending all her fires, Wasting her strength in strenuous idleness, Thrown into tumult, raptured, or alarm'd At aught this scene can threaten or indulge, Resembles ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.
Page 60 - tis too horrible. The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
Page 195 - Much beautiful, and excellent, and fair Was seen beneath the sun ; but nought was seen More beautiful, or excellent, or fair, Than face of faithful friend, fairest when seen In darkest day ; and many sounds were sweet, Most ravishing, and pleasant to the ear ; But sweeter none than voice of faithful friend, Sweet always, sweetest, heard in loudest storm.
Page 332 - WE talked with open heart, and tongue Affectionate and true, A pair of friends, though I was young, And Matthew seventy-two. We lay beneath a spreading oak, Beside a mossy seat; And from the turf a fountain broke, And gurgled at our feet. 'Now, Matthew...
Page 124 - What nothing earthly gives, or can destroy, The soul's calm sunshine, and the heart-felt joy, Is virtue's prize: A better would you fix?