The Confessions of Cuthburt: A Ballad ; Bunker Hill : a Poem ; Migration : a PoemHilliard, Gray, Little, and Wilkins, 1827 - 124 pages |
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... breast ! Returning , such coldness to meet ! ' Twas then that I madly forswore The wayward fair sex evermore- But vows and harsh feelings were fleet . V. Yet warmed both by anger and pride , I strove my distraction to hide , With ...
... breast ! Returning , such coldness to meet ! ' Twas then that I madly forswore The wayward fair sex evermore- But vows and harsh feelings were fleet . V. Yet warmed both by anger and pride , I strove my distraction to hide , With ...
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... breast , Though all is elysium of rest , We're rapt in a spell of sweet sound . XIV . Unconscious , the heart that is young Would start if a feeling had tongue- Should touch soft emotions express ; - But rises a blushing of bliss , From ...
... breast , Though all is elysium of rest , We're rapt in a spell of sweet sound . XIV . Unconscious , the heart that is young Would start if a feeling had tongue- Should touch soft emotions express ; - But rises a blushing of bliss , From ...
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... breast . L. But the case had no pad of silk thread , A polished flint feathered its bed , Whence sparks , on collision , would strike- How dazzling and brilliant the spark ! Yet it stripped the green trees of their bark , Shot either ...
... breast . L. But the case had no pad of silk thread , A polished flint feathered its bed , Whence sparks , on collision , would strike- How dazzling and brilliant the spark ! Yet it stripped the green trees of their bark , Shot either ...
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... breast was the home of good cheer ; But nerves soon are tutored to fashion- For pomp and for pageants she sighed , For trinkets and gewgaws she cried , And constantly fretted with passion . LXVII . Withheld from a play or a rout , My ...
... breast was the home of good cheer ; But nerves soon are tutored to fashion- For pomp and for pageants she sighed , For trinkets and gewgaws she cried , And constantly fretted with passion . LXVII . Withheld from a play or a rout , My ...
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... despair ? Does passion half frantic infest ? Do storms sweep our treasures away ? Do sickness and deaths cloud our day ? — The hush of repose is her breast . LXXV . Though she , like the tulip , expand C 4 OF CUTHBURT . 45 LXXII. ...
... despair ? Does passion half frantic infest ? Do storms sweep our treasures away ? Do sickness and deaths cloud our day ? — The hush of repose is her breast . LXXV . Though she , like the tulip , expand C 4 OF CUTHBURT . 45 LXXII. ...
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Page 89 - ... heart, of my desperate estate, gave me much cause to respect her: I being the first Christian this proud King and his grim attendants ever saw : and thus...
Page 88 - ... having feasted him after their best barbarous manner they could, a long consultation was held, but the conclusion was, two great stones were brought before Powhatan: then as many as could...
Page 88 - ... two rowes of men, and behind them as many women, with all their heads and shoulders painted red; many of their heads bedecked with the white downe of Birds; but every one with something: and a great chayne of white beads about their necks.
Page 90 - God thus to make her his instrument, or her extraordinary affection to our Nation, I know not: but of this I am sure; when her father with the utmost of his...
Page 89 - ... weapons, when we were at supper. Therefore, if we would live, she wished us presently to be gone. Such things as she delighted in he would...
Page 65 - Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy : his spirit drank The spectacle : sensation, soul and form All melted into him : they swallowed up His animal being; in them did he live, And by them did he live; they were his life. In such access of mind, in such high hour Of visitation from the living God, Thought was not ; in enjoyment it expired.
Page 87 - At last they brought him to Meronocomoco, where was Powhatan their Emperor. Here more than two hundred of those grim Courtiers stood wondering at him, as he had beene a monster; till Powhatan and his trayne had put themselves in their greatest braveries.
Page 89 - Salvage Courtiers, at the minute of my execution, she hazarded the beating out of her owne braines to save mine...
Page 90 - Courtiers, at the minute of my execution, she hazarded the beating out of her own brains to save mine; and not only that, but so prevailed with her father, that I was safely conducted to Jamestown: where I found about eight and...
Page 88 - Powhatan; then as many as could laid hands on him, dragged him to them, and thereon laid his head. And being ready with their clubs to beat out his brains, Pocahontas, the King's dearest daughter, when no entreaty could prevail, got his head in her arms, and laid her own upon his to save him from death.