The birth-day; a poem: to which are added, occasional versesW. Blackwood and Sons, 1836 - 288 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 224 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light.. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
الصفحة 189 - The bird that sings the sweetest, the pine that crowns the rock, The glory of the garden, the flower of the flock. 'Tis ever thus — 'tis ever thus, with creatures heavenly fair, Too finely framed to 'bide the brunt more earthly natures bear ; A little while they dwell with us, blest ministers of love, Then spread the wings we had not seen, and seek their home above.
الصفحة 228 - Oh ! change — oh, wondrous change ! burst are the prison bars ! This moment there, so low, so agonized ; — and now, beyond the stars ! Oh ! change — stupendous change ! There lies the soulless clod : — the sun eternal breaks — the new immortal wakes — wakes with his God!
الصفحة 188 - tis ever thus, with sounds too sweet for earth — Seraphic sounds, that float away, borne heavenward in their birth ; The golden shell is broken — the silver chord is mute — The sweet bells all are silent, and hushed the lovely lute.
الصفحة 187 - tis ever thus ; when Hope has built a bower, Like that of Eden, wreathed about with every thornless flower, To dwell therein securely, the self-deceiver's trust, A whirlwind from the desert comes, and
الصفحة 284 - River ! river ! brimming river ! Broad and deep, and still as Time, Seeming still, yet still in motion, Tending onward to the ocean, Just like mortal prime.
الصفحة 228 - One by that paltry bed, Greater than thou. Beneath that beggar's roof, Lo ! Death doth keep his state : Enter — no crowds attend — Enter — no guards defend This palace gate.
الصفحة 228 - Oh ! change — oh, wondrous change ! Burst are the prison bars ; This moment, there, so low, So agonised — and now Beyond the stars ! Oh ! change — stupendous change ! There lies the soulless clod ; The sun eternal breaks — The new immortal wakes — Wakes with his God ! CAROLINE SOCTHEY.
الصفحة 256 - We, too, 0 brother, have Been as thou art, — Hope-lifted, doubt-depressed, Seeing in part, Tried, troubled, tempted, Sustained, as thou art.
الصفحة 171 - And the birds in the adjoining grove seemed to have a friendly contention with an echo, whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose hill.