The poetical remains of Richard Manleypublisher, 1835 - 118 pàgines |
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Pàgina 22 - Ah happy hills, ah pleasing shade, Ah fields belov'd in vain, Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales, that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe, And redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Pàgina 41 - Annuals for 1831 to produce an effusion upon a subject, which every one must admit to be nearly an exhausted one in poetry, at all comparable to the Lines to Death, which we shall now quote. ' How chilly thy bed, and how dreary thy regions ! What darkness surrounds thee! how boundless thy reign! How rueful thy wastes ! and, what numberless legions Go, shivering, down to thy gloomy domain ! ' The sage and the hero thou takest, nor sparest The wife of the bosom, the child of the heart; And often, alas...
Pàgina 54 - And where are those we valued once, When life was young and gay ? The friends of earlier years ? they're gone To brighter worlds away : ' But still we love to think upon The time we've spent with them, And cherish feelings sweet, that grew On friendship's sacred stem. ' The verdant meads, the purling streams, The peaceful woodland bowers, Where once we wander'd carelessly, Recall those happy hours ; ' Recall to mind, not to enjoy, For, ah ! they're ever past ; The joys of...
Pàgina 4 - Leaves thetir'd team, to find some cool retreat; The cattle, fainting, fly the open glade, And seek a shelter in the silent shade ; The birds are mute, and but a scarce felt breeze, Breathes through the vale, and rustles through the trees; No sound, save this, is heard, or only where Some solitary bee hums through the air, Or, where the streamlet through the valley flows, In lazy course, and ripples as it goes.
Pàgina 55 - ... The peaceful woodland bowers, Where once we wander'd carelessly, Recall those happy hours ; ' Recall to mind, not to enjoy, For, ah ! they're ever past; The joys of early friendship were By far too sweet to last : ' But shall not hearts, united here, By strongest ties of love, Still meet, when...
Pàgina 41 - ... thou takest, nor sparest The wife of the bosom, the child of the heart; And often, alas ! are the friends we love dearest, The first who submit to thy terrible dart. ' How our nature starts back from that moment of anguish, And hope is the last that submits to the blow ; Even those who in sorrow and poverty languish, Are afraid of thy coming, and deem thee their foe. 'The Christian, alone, redeem'd from life's errors, Can meet thee with courage, and cheerfully sing, O grave, thou art vanquish'd,...
Pàgina 23 - For empty honours, in their sports — 'twas there Young life to me with hope and joy was beaming ; Its sun in brightness rose, in sweetness set; And childhood's happy hours were spent in dreaming Of future bliss, and happier moments yet : But now those dreams are vanish'd and forsaken ; By childhood's hopes, to manhood I awaken.
Pàgina 5 - In fine, whatever objects we survey, Whatever sweets the landscape may display, Whatever insects wing the gentle breeze. Whatever creatures court the shady trees, Whatever beauties sparkle o'er the green, His forming hand, alike, in all, is seen.
Pàgina 4 - The fruitful valleys stand enrich'd with corn — And, though, to man, sol's heat oppressive seems, These drink his rays, and ripen through his beams. Here the...
Pàgina 1 - AN ESSAY ON THE BEING AND POWER OF THE DEITY, SUGGESTED BY A BRIEF VIEW OF A SUMMER DAY.