Poems of Places Oceana 1 V.; England 4; Scotland 3 V: Iceland, Switzerland, Greece, Russia, Asia, 3 America 5, Volume 23

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Pagina 231 - mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean : And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war...
Pagina 32 - And glittering temples of their hostile gods ! The princes applaud with a furious joy; And the King seized a flambeau, with zeal to destroy: Thais led the way, To light him to his prey, And , like another Helen , fired another Troy.
Pagina 230 - In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea.
Pagina 231 - Singing of Mount Abora, Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air...
Pagina 74 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?
Pagina 29 - His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes; And while he Heaven and Earth defied Changed his hand and check'd his pride. He chose a mournful Muse Soft pity to infuse: He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate, And weltering in his blood; Deserted at his utmost need By those his former bounty fed; On the bare earth exposed he lies Alexander's Feast 109 With not a friend to close his eyes.
Pagina 31 - Now strike the golden lyre again, — A louder yet, and yet a louder strain ! Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him, like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark ! hark ! the horrid sound Has raised up his head ; As awaked from the dead, And amazed, he stares around. Revenge ! revenge...
Pagina 75 - What the hammer? what the chain? In what furnace was thy brain?
Pagina 32 - Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And, like another Helen, fired another Troy. vn. Thus, long ago, — Ere heaving bellows learned to blow, While organs yet were mute, — Timotheus, to his breathing flute, And sounding lyre, Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
Pagina 30 - Revolving in his altered soul The various turns of chance below ; And, now and then, a sigh he stole ; And tears began to flow. The mighty master smiled, to see That love was in the next degree : 'T was but a kindred sound to move, For pity melts the mind to love.

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