Poetical Worksauthor, 1824 - 112 pages |
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Angels Angouleme arms band banner Bard Bellona beneath blood blooming blow bold borne brave breast breath bright burning Caledonia Cam'ron chains chief Christian clan Cockermouth croud crown Culloden daring death deeds despots dread Elysian eternal Falkirk fam'd fame fatal fate fear field fierce fiery fight fire flame flowers foes form'd freedom furious Gallia gloom green ground Haram haughty heart heaven Hengist heroes Highland holy hope Houris Isles King land legions lofty LORD BYRON loud lyre manly martial mercy mighty Minstrel Moloch morn Moslem mourn Muse noble northern storm numbers o'er o'er thy Odin patriot Phlegethon plain proud reign rise rose sacred Saxon scene seen shade shine sing skies slain slave smiles song soul Southey's spread stern storm strains Stygian Sultan sung sweet sword thee thou throne tomb tyrant vassals vengeance warlike warriors Wat Tyler wav'd wave wild wing Wymondham Ye lied young youth
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Page 93 - Think not, when all your scanty stores afford Is spread at once upon the sparing board ; Think not, when worn the homely robe appears, While, on the roof, the howling tempest bears ; What farther shall this feeble life sustain, And what shall clothe these shivering limbs again. Say, does not life its nourishment exceed ? And the fair body its investing weed ? Behold...
Page 18 - Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies. Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame, August her deed, and sacred be her fame; Before true passion all those views remove, Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
Page 66 - Bursts the wild cry of horror and dismay! Hark, as the smouldering piles with thunder fall, A thousand shrieks for hopeless mercy call! Earth shook— red meteors flash'd along the sky, And conscious Nature shudder'd at the cry!
Page 36 - Yet still there whispers the small voice within, Heard through Gain's silence, and o'er Glory's din : Whatever creed be taught or land be trod, Man's conscience is the oracle of God.
Page 82 - There was a laughing Devil in his sneer, That raised emotions both of rage and fear; And where his frown of hatred darkly fell, Hope withering fled, and Mercy sigh'd farewell!
Page 19 - From the rich peasant cheek of ruddy bronze, And large black eyes that flash on you a volley Of rays that say a thousand things at once, To the high dama's brow, more melancholy, But clear, and with a wild and liquid glance, Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies.
Page 92 - Behold! and look away your low despair— See the light tenants of the barren air: To them, nor stores, nor granaries belong, Nought but the woodland and the pleasing song; Yet, your kind heavenly Father bends his eye On the least wing that flits along the sky...
Page 17 - Shades of the dead ! have I not heard your voices Rise on the night-rolling breath of the gale?" Surely the soul of the hero rejoices, And rides on the wind o'er his own Highland vale.
Page 96 - What sounds of brazen wheels, what thunder, scare And stun the reader with the din of war ! With fear my spirits and my blood retire To see the seraphs sunk in clouds of fire ; But when with eager steps from hence I rise, And view the first gay...
Page 102 - I have warr'd with a world which vanquish'd me only When the meteor of conquest allured me too far ; I have coped with the nations which dread me thus lonely, The last single Captive to millions in war.