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... gloom , or melancholy pride ? Touched by quick SYMPATHY's mysterious spring Thought's airy sprites in mazy circles wing , On the fine nerves impress a trembling thrill , And move obedient to the wakeful will , Till memory's trains in ...
... gloom , or melancholy pride ? Touched by quick SYMPATHY's mysterious spring Thought's airy sprites in mazy circles wing , On the fine nerves impress a trembling thrill , And move obedient to the wakeful will , Till memory's trains in ...
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... gloom , or melancholy pride ? Touched by quick SYMPATHY's mysterious spring Thought's airy sprites in mazy circles wing , On the fine nerves impress a trembling thrill , And move obedient to the wakeful will , Till memory's trains in ...
... gloom , or melancholy pride ? Touched by quick SYMPATHY's mysterious spring Thought's airy sprites in mazy circles wing , On the fine nerves impress a trembling thrill , And move obedient to the wakeful will , Till memory's trains in ...
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... gloom a holier peace inspire , Free the prest heart , and cool the fierce desire ; E'en sadness , pausing o'er her woes awhile , Relents her brow , and wakes a transient smile . Blest link of being , whence successive thought Leaps into ...
... gloom a holier peace inspire , Free the prest heart , and cool the fierce desire ; E'en sadness , pausing o'er her woes awhile , Relents her brow , and wakes a transient smile . Blest link of being , whence successive thought Leaps into ...
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... gloom , and change the night to day ? Can these , where anguish holds her fiery reign , Raze out the written troubles of the brain ? O'er the proud scene the sword of haggard care Hangs to destroy , suspended by a hair ! Search the wide ...
... gloom , and change the night to day ? Can these , where anguish holds her fiery reign , Raze out the written troubles of the brain ? O'er the proud scene the sword of haggard care Hangs to destroy , suspended by a hair ! Search the wide ...
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... gloom could proudly know A joy in horror , and a charm in woe . -Where the cold coffin guards its virgin's sleep , ( 9 ) And holy penance lives to watch and weep , The lovelorn nymph , each human frailty o'er , Gave her fond heart to ...
... gloom could proudly know A joy in horror , and a charm in woe . -Where the cold coffin guards its virgin's sleep , ( 9 ) And holy penance lives to watch and weep , The lovelorn nymph , each human frailty o'er , Gave her fond heart to ...
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anguish bard beauty BELISARIUS bend bless blest bliss blush breast breathes bright burst CALIPH calm CALYPSO Chamois charms cheek cheer cherub confest dark dead death deep despair dews divine dreams DRUID E'en e'er embrio enchantment fame fancy fancy's fate faultering flower fond genius gloom glowing grace grandeur grave grief grove hallowed HALLOWEEN haunts heart heaven holy hope horror hour hymn JOSEPH STORY KELPIE life's light lingering lonely lore LUCAN lyre melancholy memory's mind MONODY mourn muse NOTE nymphs o'er passion peace pensive PETRARCH PHARSALIA poem praise pride pure rapture reign retired rites roll round rude sacred scene SECLUSION's shades shed sigh sleep smile soft song sooth sorrow soul spirit sprite strains sublime sullen sway sweet swells tears tender thee thine thou thought thro tomb tranquil trembling truth twilight VAUCLUSE virtue voice wake weep Whence wild youth
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Page 142 - To pay the mournful tribute of his tears ? Oh ! he will tell thee, that the wealth of worlds Should ne'er seduce his bosom to forego That sacred hour...
Page 142 - Oh ! he will tell thee, that the wealth of worlds Should ne'er seduce his bosom to forego That sacred hour, when, stealing from the noise Of care and envy, sweet remembrance soothes With Virtue's kindest looks his aching breast, And turns his tears to rapture.
Page 140 - Say, dost thou mourn thy ravish'd mate, That oft enamour'd on thy strains has hung ? Or has the cruel hand of Fate Bereft thee of thy darling young ? Alas, for both I weep...
Page 127 - The attention : backward thro' her mazy walks Guiding the wanton fancy to her scope, To temples, courts or fields ; with all the band Of painted forms, of passions and designs Attendant : whence, if pleasing in itself, The prospect from that sweet accession gains Redoubled influence o'er the listening mind.
Page 129 - Latini, et quo quemque modo fugiatque feratque laborem. sunt geminae Somni portae, quarum altera fertur cornea, qua veris facilis datur exitus umbris, altera candenti perfecta nitens elephanto, sed falsa ad caelum mittunt insomnia Manes.
Page 148 - ... of millions are devoted to the service of a despotic prince, whose laws are blindly obeyed, and whose wishes are instantly gratified. Our imagination is dazzled by the splendid picture; and whatever may be the cool dictates of reason, there are few among us who would obstinately refuse a trial of the comforts and the cares of royalty.
Page 139 - This music crept by me upon the waters, Allaying both their fury and my passion With its sweet air : thence I have follow'd it, Or it hath drawn me rather.