Poems; to which is prefixed a memoir of the author by J. M'DiarmidOliver & Boyd, 1837 - 514 pages |
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... manner or disposition , whether in their equals or their seniors ; and the ex- cessive gentleness and sensibility of the poet's nature , instead of exciting , as in after - life , the sympathy of his companions , only exposed him to ...
... manner or disposition , whether in their equals or their seniors ; and the ex- cessive gentleness and sensibility of the poet's nature , instead of exciting , as in after - life , the sympathy of his companions , only exposed him to ...
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... manner , which afterwards so eminently characterized him when seated on the Treasury Bench , distinguished him in this first essay of his powers , though he then wanted three months to have completed his twenty - second year . The same ...
... manner , which afterwards so eminently characterized him when seated on the Treasury Bench , distinguished him in this first essay of his powers , though he then wanted three months to have completed his twenty - second year . The same ...
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... manner . ** * I went to bed and slept well . In the morning I dreamed , that the sweetest boy I ever saw came dancing up to my bedside ; he seemed just out of leading - strings , yet I took particular notice of the firm- ness and ...
... manner . ** * I went to bed and slept well . In the morning I dreamed , that the sweetest boy I ever saw came dancing up to my bedside ; he seemed just out of leading - strings , yet I took particular notice of the firm- ness and ...
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... manner more suited to his limited means forced him to look out for a new resi- dence ; and , with a view to be near his brother , he expressed an anxious wish to settle in the imme- diate neighbourhood of Cambridge . Convinced of his ...
... manner more suited to his limited means forced him to look out for a new resi- dence ; and , with a view to be near his brother , he expressed an anxious wish to settle in the imme- diate neighbourhood of Cambridge . Convinced of his ...
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... manners , that he received an invita- tion to drink tea with him the same evening . This soon led to a farther intimacy , and Mr Unwin , not a little proud of the conquest he had made , took the first opportunity of presenting the poet ...
... manners , that he received an invita- tion to drink tea with him the same evening . This soon led to a farther intimacy , and Mr Unwin , not a little proud of the conquest he had made , took the first opportunity of presenting the poet ...
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Page 496 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
Page 89 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more ; My Mary...
Page 380 - One song employs all nations ; and all cry " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us-! " The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Page 89 - Thy indistinct expressions seem Like language uttered in a dream; Yet me they charm, whate'er the theme, My Mary ! Thy silver locks, once auburn bright, Are still more lovely in my sight Than golden beams of orient light, My Mary! For could I view nor them nor thee, What sight worth seeing could I see ? The sun would rise in vain for me, My Mary! Partakers of thy sad decline, Thy hands their little force resign; Yet gently prest, press gently mine, My Mary!
Page 256 - Of neighbouring fountain, or of rills that slip Through the cleft rock, and, chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles, lose themselves at length In matted grass, that with a livelier green Betrays the secret of their silent course.
Page 466 - What news? what news? your tidings tell ; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bareheaded you are come, " Or why you come at all ?" Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, And loved a timely joke ; And thus unto the calender In merry guise he spoke : "I came because your horse would come, And, if I well forebode, My hat and wig will soon be here, — • They are upon the road.
Page 91 - Nor, cruel as it seemed, could he Their haste himself condemn, Aware that flight, in such a sea, Alone could rescue them; Yet bitter felt it still to die Deserted, and his friends so nigh. He long survives, who lives an hour In ocean, self-upheld; And so long he, with unspent power, His destiny repelled; And ever, as the minutes flew, Entreated help, or cried 'Adieu...
Page 281 - Like whom ? The things that mount the rostrum with a skip, And then skip down again ; pronounce a text; Cry — hem; and reading what they never wrote, Just fifteen minutes, huddle up their work, And with a well-bred whisper close the scene...
Page 416 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Page 508 - I kept him for his humour's sake, For he would oft beguile My heart of thoughts that made it ache, And force me to a smile.