Poems, Volume 2Timothy Bedlington, 1826 |
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... seem'd Than the firm oak , of which the frame was form'd . No want of timber then was felt or fear'd In Albion's happy isle . The lumber stood Pond'rous and fix'd by its own massy weight . But elbows still were wanting ; these , some ...
... seem'd Than the firm oak , of which the frame was form'd . No want of timber then was felt or fear'd In Albion's happy isle . The lumber stood Pond'rous and fix'd by its own massy weight . But elbows still were wanting ; these , some ...
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... seem a glorious prize , And even to a clown . Now roves the eye ; And , posted on this speculative height , Exults ... Seems sunk , and shorten'd to its topmost boughs . No tree in all the grove but has its charms , Though each its hue ...
... seem a glorious prize , And even to a clown . Now roves the eye ; And , posted on this speculative height , Exults ... Seems sunk , and shorten'd to its topmost boughs . No tree in all the grove but has its charms , Though each its hue ...
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... seems restless as a flood Brush'd by the wind . So sportive is the light Shot through the boughs , it dances as they dance , Shadow and sunshine intermingling quick , And dark'ning , and enlight'ning , as the leaves Play wanton , ev'ry ...
... seems restless as a flood Brush'd by the wind . So sportive is the light Shot through the boughs , it dances as they dance , Shadow and sunshine intermingling quick , And dark'ning , and enlight'ning , as the leaves Play wanton , ev'ry ...
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... seems to swing uncertain , and yet falls Full on the destin'd ear . Wide flies the chaff , The rustling straw sends up a frequent mist Of atoms , sparkling in the noonday beam . Come hither , ye that press your beds of down , And sleep ...
... seems to swing uncertain , and yet falls Full on the destin'd ear . Wide flies the chaff , The rustling straw sends up a frequent mist Of atoms , sparkling in the noonday beam . Come hither , ye that press your beds of down , And sleep ...
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... seems worthy of the name . Good health , and its associate in the most , Good temper ; spirits prompt to undertake , 390 395 400 And not soon spent , though in an arduous task ; The pow'rs of fancy and strong thought are theirs ; E'en ...
... seems worthy of the name . Good health , and its associate in the most , Good temper ; spirits prompt to undertake , 390 395 400 And not soon spent , though in an arduous task ; The pow'rs of fancy and strong thought are theirs ; E'en ...
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Aspasio beauty BEDLINGTON beneath betimes boast breath call'd cause charms death delight design'd distant divine domestick dread dream e'en earth ease ev'ning ev'ry fair fame fancy fear feed feel flow'r folly form'd fountain of eternal fruit give glory grace grave groves hand happy hast heard heart Heav'n honour hope human JOSEPH HILL labour learn'd less liberty live lost lov'd lyre magick Mighty winds mind muse musick nature Nature's Nebaioth never o'er once peace perhaps plac'd pleas'd pleasure plebeian pow'r praise proud prove publick quake rapture rest rude rural sacred scene seek seem'd shade shine skies sleep sloth smile Sofa song soon soul sound Stamp'd sweet task taste thee theme thine thou art thought toil trembling truth Twas virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind winter wisdom wise worth youth
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Page 30 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned.
Page 77 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Page 182 - Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss ; Ah, that maternal smile, it answers yes ! I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was.
Page 181 - Faithful remembrancer of one so dear, 0 welcome guest, though unexpected here ! Who bidst me honour with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long, 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were her own ; And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she.
Page 144 - 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 55 - My panting side was charged, when I withdrew To seek a tranquil death in distant shades. There was I found by one who had Himself Been hurt by th
Page 13 - But cawing rooks, and kites that swim sublime In still repeated circles, screaming loud, The jay, the pie, and e'en the boding owl, That hails the rising moon, have charms for me. Sounds inharmonious in themselves and harsh, Yet heard in scenes where peace for ever reigns, And only there, please highly for their sake.
Page 29 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.
Page 139 - The sum is this. If man's convenience, health, Or safety interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs. Else they are all — the meanest things that are As free to live, and to enjoy that life, As God was free to form them at the first, Who in his sovereign wisdom made them all.
Page 183 - Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart : the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. But no ; what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.