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Pagina 14
... depart ; Thou sought'st for peace whence only peace is found ; For grace abundant heals the broken heart , 17 And death arrives without the sting to wound . When prying conscience hover'd o'er the past , It found 14 CANTO I. TRIUMPH OF.
... depart ; Thou sought'st for peace whence only peace is found ; For grace abundant heals the broken heart , 17 And death arrives without the sting to wound . When prying conscience hover'd o'er the past , It found 14 CANTO I. TRIUMPH OF.
Pagina 28
... grace , Adorn'd the friend , the woman , and the wife , Whom as my faithful pencil would retrace , Its colours are too faint , tho ' drawn from life . And yet the picture glows ; for those who knew And those , to whom thy virtues were ...
... grace , Adorn'd the friend , the woman , and the wife , Whom as my faithful pencil would retrace , Its colours are too faint , tho ' drawn from life . And yet the picture glows ; for those who knew And those , to whom thy virtues were ...
Pagina 29
... grace of action and of shape were thine , And ev'ry feature chasten'd and refin'd , The lily hand , the breast of snow ; -all shine As pleasing as thy animated mind . No lovelier female caught the youthful sight , With a more sprightly ...
... grace of action and of shape were thine , And ev'ry feature chasten'd and refin'd , The lily hand , the breast of snow ; -all shine As pleasing as thy animated mind . No lovelier female caught the youthful sight , With a more sprightly ...
Pagina 31
... grace , Would ever , as by strange enchantment , seem To yield expressive beauty to thy face . This is the potent spell which virtue gives , To triumph o'er the pale and wither'd cheek ; That female fascination which survives , When ...
... grace , Would ever , as by strange enchantment , seem To yield expressive beauty to thy face . This is the potent spell which virtue gives , To triumph o'er the pale and wither'd cheek ; That female fascination which survives , When ...
Pagina 34
... , For ev'ry virtue , ev'ry grace renown'd , Had eyes more sparkling , tho ' in Tuscan song 10 With wreaths immortal by her Petrarch crown'd ; Laura , whose eyes that brilliant lustre shed , For CANTO II . 34 TRIUMPH OF.
... , For ev'ry virtue , ev'ry grace renown'd , Had eyes more sparkling , tho ' in Tuscan song 10 With wreaths immortal by her Petrarch crown'd ; Laura , whose eyes that brilliant lustre shed , For CANTO II . 34 TRIUMPH OF.
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
admir'd admiration anguish ashes beauty blessings blest bliss bloom Boconnoc Bodmin bosom breast breath CANTO VII charms Christian Cicero clos'd Copies Coppet Cornwall death Don Quixote dwell e'er earth earthly ELEGIAC POEM END OF CANTO Ev'n ev'ry Exmouth eyes faith favour'd feel Flow'r fond friends friendship gen'rous Gilbert glowing grace grave grief heart Heav'n heav'nly Helston honour hope hour husband Ilfracombe immortal indulgence Lady lengthen'd Ligusticum lov'd mem'ry mild mind Mount Edgcumbe mourn nature's ne'er never Norwich NOTES TO CANTO numbers o'er Old Age pain pang passion path Petrarch pious pow'r praise prospects rapture rise scene seem'd Seraph shed sigh smile soothes sorrows soul Spirits sprightly stanza struggle tears tell thee Thou thought thro tomb Trionfo Della Morte Triumph of Old Twas thine Valletort verse vigour virtue virtuous voice weep widow'd wither'd Withiel woes woman youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 166 - The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And , as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shape , and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.
Pagina 163 - Of old hast THOU laid the foundation of the earth : And the heavens are the work of thy hands. They shall perish, but THOU shalt endure : Yea, all of them shall wax old like a garment ; As a vesture shalt THOU change them, and they shall be changed : But THOU art the same, And thy years shall have no end.
Pagina 175 - Shame that skulks behind; Or pining Love shall waste their youth, Or Jealousy with rankling tooth That inly gnaws the secret heart, And Envy wan, and faded Care, Grim-visaged comfortless Despair, And Sorrow's piercing dart.
Pagina 161 - Thou knowest, Lord, the secrets of our hearts; shut not thy merciful ears to our prayer; but spare us, Lord most holy, O God most mighty, O holy and merciful Saviour, thou most worthy Judge eternal, suffer us not, at our last hour, for any pains of death, to fall from thee.
Pagina i - Seco sorride , e sol di te sospira ; E sua fama che spira In molte parti ancor per la tua lingua , Prega che non estingua ; Anzi la voce al suo nome rischiari , Se gli occhi suoi ti fur dolci né cari.
Pagina 175 - O' Potestade , disse, sublimada ! Que ameaço divino . ou que segredo Este clima , e este mar nos apresenta , Que mor cousa parece, que tormenta ? Não acabava , quando huma figura Se nos mostra no ar, robusta e valida , De disforme e grandissima estatura , O rosto carregado , a barba esqualida , Os olhos encovados , ea postura Medonha e má , ea cor terrena e pallida , Cheios de terra , e crespos os cabellos , A boca negra, os dentes amarellos.
Pagina 167 - Tennemi Amor anni ventuno ardendo Lieto nel foco, e nel duol pien di speme; Poi che Madonna e '1 mio cor seco insieme Saliro al ciel , dieci altri anni piangendo.
Pagina 164 - A guisa d' un soave e chiaro lume, Cui nutrimento a poco a poco manca; Tenendo al fin il suo usato costume; Pallida no, ma più che neve bianca Che senza vento in un bel colle fiocchi; Parea posar come persona stanca. Quasi un dolce dormir ne' suoi begli occhi, Sendo lo spirto già da lei diviso, Era quel che morir chiaman gli sciocchi.
Pagina 176 - Forasmuch as it hath pleased Almighty God of His great mercy to take unto Himself the soul of our dear brother here departed, we therefore commit his body to the ground .... in sure and certain hope of the resurrection to eternal life...
Pagina 171 - I have begun, unless I be removed into some quiet parsonage, where I may see God's blessings spring out of my mother earth, and eat my own bread in peace and privacy...