The British Poets, Volum 3Little, Brown & Company, 1866 |
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arms bear beast behold beneath bless blest blood born Britain British Busaco comfort Coruña curse darkness dear death Deliverance for mankind Devil Devil's Walk doth Douro e'er earth Eclogues Edinburgh Review Elbe England evil faithful fame FATHER feel field France glorious Glory grave GREGORY grief hand happy hath heard heart Heaven honor hope hour KESWICK King land Lisbon live look Lord Lusitanian Massena mercy mighty Isle mind monument morning mortal murdered nations never night numbers o'er oh mercy passed peace poor Portugal praise prayers proud Queen realm rejoice round shame shores soul Spain spirit STRANGER stream strength Tagus tell thee thine thou art thou hast thought thyself Torres Vedras TOWNSMAN TRAVELLER twas Tyrant vales vengeance victory Vimeiro virtue voice ween WESTBURY William Darton wind WOMAN wretched
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Pàgina 242 - How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace; that bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth!
Pàgina 70 - For a while, till it sleeps In its own little lake, And thence at departing, Awakening and starting, It runs through the reeds, And away it proceeds, Through meadow and glade, In sun and in shade, And through the...
Pàgina 71 - The cataract strong Then plunges along, Striking and raging As if a war waging Its caverns and rocks among; Rising and leaping, Sinking and creeping, Swelling and sweeping, Showering and springing, Flying and flinging, Writhing and wringing, Eddying and whisking, Spouting and frisking, Turning and twisting Around and around With endless rebound: Smiting and fighting, A sight to delight in; Confounding, astounding, Dizzying and deafening the ear with its sound.
Pàgina 70 - And to hear how the water Comes down at Lodore, With its rush and its roar, As many a time They had seen it before. So I told them in rhyme, For of rhymes I had store; And...
Pàgina 69 - How does the water come down at Lodore? " My little boy asked me thus, once on a time ; And, moreover, he tasked me to tell him in rhyme. Anon at the word, there first came one daughter, And then came another, to second and third The request of their brother, and to hear how the water Comes down to Lodore, with its rush and its roar, As many a time they had seen it before.
Pàgina 64 - tis a very honourable thing To thrive by dirty ways. But let me rest On better ground the unanswerable defence. The Pig is a philosopher, who knows No prejudice. Dirt ? Jacob, what is dirt ? If matter, . . why the delicate dish that tempts An o'ergorged Epicure to the last morsel That stuffs him to the throat-gates is no more. If matter be not, but as Sages say, Spirit is all, and all things visible Are one, the infinitely modified, Think, Jacob, what that Pig is, and the mire Wherein he stands knee-deep.
Pàgina 64 - Behold his tail, my friend; with curls like that The wanton hop marries her stately spouse; So crisp in beauty Amoretta's hair Rings round her lover's soul the chains of love. And what is beauty but the aptitude Of parts harmonious?
Pàgina 71 - Receding and speeding, And shocking and rocking, And darting and parting, And threading and spreading, And whizzing and hissing, And dripping and skipping, And hitting and splitting, And shining and twining, And rattling and battling, And shaking and...
Pàgina 171 - By the bodies which lie all open to the sky, Tracking from Elbe to Rhine the Tyrant's flight ; By the widow's and the orphan's cry ; By the childless parent's misery ; By the lives which he hath shed ; By the ruin he hath spread ; By the prayers...
Pàgina 140 - Unsheltered else, and many an ample port, Repel the assailing storm ; and where his roads, In beautiful and sinuous line far seen, Wind with the vale, and win the long ascent, Now o'er the deep morass sustained, and now Across ravine or glen or estuary, Opening a passage through the wilds subdued.