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Pagina 79 - And spirits all my earth ! hark ! in what rings, And hymning circulations the quick world Awakes, and sings ! The rising winds, And falling springs, Birds, beasts, all things Adore Him in their kinds. Thus all is hurl'd In sacred hymns and order ; the great chime And symphony of Nature.
Pagina 21 - Orientate ;" but for correctness of costume, beauty of description, and power of imagination, it far surpasses all European imitations ; and bears such marks of originality, that those who have visited the East will find some difficulty in believing it to be more than a translation. As an Eastern tale, even Rasselas must bow before it ; bis " Happy Valley" will not bear a comparison with the
Pagina 66 - Ah, fill the Cup: - what boots it to repeat How Time is slipping underneath our Feet: Unborn TO-MORROW, and dead YESTERDAY, Why fret about them if TO-DAY be sweet!
Pagina 123 - I say, as I thus sat joying in my own happy condition, and pitying this poor rich man, that owned this and many other pleasant groves and meadows about me, I did thankfully remember what my Saviour said, that the
Pagina 123 - I, who pretended no title to them, took in his fields ; for I could there sit quietly, and, looking on the water, see some fishes sport themselves in the silver streams, others leaping at flies of several shapes and colours ; looking on the hills I could behold them spotted with woods and groves ; looking down the meadows, could see here a boy gathering lilies and ladysmocks, and there a girl cropping culverkeyes and cowslips, all to make garlands suitable to this present month of May.
Pagina 110 - So the tall stag, upon the brink Of some smooth stream about to drink. Surveying there his armed head, With shame remembers that he fled The scorned dogs, resolves to try The combat next: but if their cry Invades again his trembling ear, He straight resumes his wonted care; Leaves the untasted spring behind. And winged with fear, outflies the wind.
Pagina 66 - Ah, my Beloved, fill the Cup that clears To-day of past Regrets and future Fears : To-morrow! — Why, To-morrow I may be Myself with Yesterday's Sev'n thousand Years.
Pagina 52 - Art would more neatly have defac'd What she had laid so sweetly waste; In fragrant gardens, shady woods, Deep meadows, and transparent floods.
Pagina 53 - Locksley Hall, that in the distance overlooks the sandy tracts, And the hollow ocean-ridges roaring into cataracts. Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro...