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Page 56
... pride ? The towering fabric , or the dome's loud roar , And steadfast columns , may astonish more , Where the charm'd gazer long delighted stays , Yet traced but to the architect the praise ; Whilst here , the veriest clown that treads ...
... pride ? The towering fabric , or the dome's loud roar , And steadfast columns , may astonish more , Where the charm'd gazer long delighted stays , Yet traced but to the architect the praise ; Whilst here , the veriest clown that treads ...
Page 68
... pride . In one so humbled , who can trace the friend ? I on an equal , not a slave , depend ; If true , my confidence is wisely placed , And being false , she only is disgraced . " Clubb , with these notions , cast his eye around And ...
... pride . In one so humbled , who can trace the friend ? I on an equal , not a slave , depend ; If true , my confidence is wisely placed , And being false , she only is disgraced . " Clubb , with these notions , cast his eye around And ...
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... pride , and spite ; To hide in rant the heart - ache of the night ; To dress in gaudy patchwork , and to force The mind to think on the appointed course ; — This is laborious , and may be defined The bootless labour of the thriftless ...
... pride , and spite ; To hide in rant the heart - ache of the night ; To dress in gaudy patchwork , and to force The mind to think on the appointed course ; — This is laborious , and may be defined The bootless labour of the thriftless ...
Page 78
... pride , Her woe insulted , and her praise denied : Her humble talents , though derided , used , Her prospects lost , her confidence abused ; All that remains - for she not long can brave Increase of evils - is an early grave . Ye gentle ...
... pride , Her woe insulted , and her praise denied : Her humble talents , though derided , used , Her prospects lost , her confidence abused ; All that remains - for she not long can brave Increase of evils - is an early grave . Ye gentle ...
Page 97
... pride Of haughty D'Arfet scorn'd all other claim To his high heritage , save what the pomp Of amplest wealth and loftier lineage gave . Reckless of human tenderness , that seeks One loved , one honour'd object , wealth alone He worshipp ...
... pride Of haughty D'Arfet scorn'd all other claim To his high heritage , save what the pomp Of amplest wealth and loftier lineage gave . Reckless of human tenderness , that seeks One loved , one honour'd object , wealth alone He worshipp ...
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Page 109 - Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy Soul's immensity ; Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet ! Seer blest ! On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find...
Page 403 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue...
Page 110 - We in thought will join your throng. Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May!
Page 165 - Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a DEATH? and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate?
Page 110 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing ; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence : truths that wake To perish never ; Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavour, Nor Man, nor Boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy ! Hence, in a season of calm weather.
Page 299 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts — not so thou Unchangeable, save to thy wild waves
Page 236 - YE Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle and the breeze — Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow, — While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Page 104 - My brother John and I. And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side.' ' How many are you, then,' said I, * If they two are in heaven ?' Quick was the little Maid's reply,
Page 103 - Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be?" "How many? seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. "And where are they, I pray you tell?
Page 163 - That sometimes from the savage den, And sometimes from the darksome shade, And sometimes starting up at once In green and sunny glade, There came and looked him in the face An angel beautiful and bright, And that he knew it was a fiend...