The Pleasures of Hope: With Other PoemsMundell, 1806 - 136 pages |
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... Hope the while , At every artless tear , and every smile ! How glows the joyous parent to descry A guileless bosom , true to sympathy ! 260 Where is the troubled heart , consigned to share Tumultuous PLEASURES OF HOPE . 21.
... Hope the while , At every artless tear , and every smile ! How glows the joyous parent to descry A guileless bosom , true to sympathy ! 260 Where is the troubled heart , consigned to share Tumultuous PLEASURES OF HOPE . 21.
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... bosom swell , And fate and freedom in the shaft of Tell ! Say , ye fond zealots to the worth of yore , Hath Valour left the world to live no more ? No more shall Brutus bid a tyrant die , 455 And sternly smile with vengeance in his eye ...
... bosom swell , And fate and freedom in the shaft of Tell ! Say , ye fond zealots to the worth of yore , Hath Valour left the world to live no more ? No more shall Brutus bid a tyrant die , 455 And sternly smile with vengeance in his eye ...
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... bosom of her lord , And wept , and pray'd perdition from his sword ! Nor sought in vain ! at that heart - piercing cry The strings of nature crack'd with agony ! He , with delirious laugh , the dagger hurl'd , And burst the ties that ...
... bosom of her lord , And wept , and pray'd perdition from his sword ! Nor sought in vain ! at that heart - piercing cry The strings of nature crack'd with agony ! He , with delirious laugh , the dagger hurl'd , And burst the ties that ...
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... bosom of her God ! Oh ! lives there , Heav'n ! beneath thy dread expanse , One hopeless , dark idolater of Chance , 296 Content to feed , with pleasures unrefined , The lukewarm passions of a lowly mind ; Who , mould'ring earthward ...
... bosom of her God ! Oh ! lives there , Heav'n ! beneath thy dread expanse , One hopeless , dark idolater of Chance , 296 Content to feed , with pleasures unrefined , The lukewarm passions of a lowly mind ; Who , mould'ring earthward ...
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... realms of Nature and of Time ! 410 415 420 " And weep not thus , " he cried , " young Ellenore , My bosom bleeds , but soon shall bleed no more ! Short shall this half - extinguish'd spirit burn , And 80 PLEASURES OF HOPE .
... realms of Nature and of Time ! 410 415 420 " And weep not thus , " he cried , " young Ellenore , My bosom bleeds , but soon shall bleed no more ! Short shall this half - extinguish'd spirit burn , And 80 PLEASURES OF HOPE .
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afar ANTISTROPHE Author beauty bleed bliss boards bosom bright Charles Bell charm clime confiderable David Brewster deed deep delight Diffections doom'd dread Edinburgh edition elegance Endemic eternal fame fate feveral fhould fome foolfcap friendless fubject fuch Genius GEORGE II Gilderoy glow hand Hark hath heart Heav'n heav'nly Heraldry HISTORY hour Hussar illuftrated John Cheyne JULIUS CÆSAR life's light Loxian lyre MEDEA Mercy midnight mind mingles moſt murmur Muse Nature Nature's NOTE numbers o'er obfervations pang Peace PEACE of AMIENS pensive PLEASURES OF HOPE POEMS POETICAL poor dog Tray pow'r Prebendary prefent Price rapture Review royal 8vo.-Price sacred shade shore sigh slumber smile soothe sorrow soul spirit storm sublime sweet tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou tical TOBIAS SMOLLETT trembling triumph unfathom'd uſeful vale vols watch wave weep wild winds yellow fever
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Page 28 - He said, and on the rampart-heights arrayed His trusty warriors, few but undismayed; Firm-paced and slow, a horrid front they form. Still as the breeze, but dreadful as the storm...
Page 29 - Oh ! bloodiest picture in the book of Time Sarmatia fell unwept, without a crime ; Found not a generous friend, a pitying foe, Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe...
Page 53 - By wealthless lot or pitiless command ; Or doom'd to gaze on beauties that adorn The smile of Triumph or the frown of Scorn ; While Memory watches o'er the sad review Of joys that faded like the morning dew ; Peace may depart, and life and nature seem A barren path, a wildness, and a dream...
Page 23 - And, mark the wretch, whose wanderings never knew The world's regard, that soothes, though half untrue, Whose erring heart the lash of sorrow bore, But found not pity when it err'd no more. Yon friendless man, at whose dejected eye Th...
Page 51 - And say, without our hopes, without our fears, Without the home that plighted love endears, Without the smile from partial beauty won, Oh ! what were man ? — a world without a sun.
Page 2 - Tis Nature pictured too severely true. With thee, sweet HOPE! resides the heavenly light, That pours remotest rapture on the sight : Thine is the charm of life's bewilder'd way, That calls each slumbering passion into play. Waked by thy touch, I see the sister band, On tiptoe watching, start at thy command, And fly where'er thy mandate bids them steer, To Pleasure's path, or Glory's bright career.
Page 19 - With aching temples on thy hand reclined, Muse on the last farewell I leave behind, Breathe a deep sigh to winds that murmur low, And think on all my love, and all my woe...
Page 31 - Departed spirits of the mighty dead! Ye that at Marathon and Leuctra bled! Friends of the world! restore your swords to man, Fight in his sacred cause, and lead the van! Yet for Sarmatia's tears of blood atone, And make her arm puissant as your own! Oh! once again to Freedom's cause return The patriot TELL — the BRUCE OF BANNOCKBURN!
Page 53 - The world was sad ! — the garden was a wild ! And man, the hermit, sigh'd — till woman smil'd...
Page 25 - Come, bright improvement! on the car of time, And rule the spacious world from clime to clime ; Thy handmaid arts shall every wild explore, Trace every wave, and culture every shore.