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... NATURE OUTRAGED , 384 · MELROSE ABBEY , 390 • LINES WRITTEN BY MOONLIGHT AT SEA , 393 THE NAMELESS STREAM , 394 • · * ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF AN INFANT , 397 ART AND NATURE , 400 • * LINES WRITTEN IN A HIGHLAND GLEN , 401 * THE WIDOWED ...
... NATURE OUTRAGED , 384 · MELROSE ABBEY , 390 • LINES WRITTEN BY MOONLIGHT AT SEA , 393 THE NAMELESS STREAM , 394 • · * ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF AN INFANT , 397 ART AND NATURE , 400 • * LINES WRITTEN IN A HIGHLAND GLEN , 401 * THE WIDOWED ...
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... natural grief , forgotten soon as shed . O'er her own mountains , like a bird Glad wandering from its nest , When the ... Nature taught The infant's happy mind , Even when each light and happy thought Passed onwards like CANTO I. 7 THE ...
... natural grief , forgotten soon as shed . O'er her own mountains , like a bird Glad wandering from its nest , When the ... Nature taught The infant's happy mind , Even when each light and happy thought Passed onwards like CANTO I. 7 THE ...
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... Nature's bliss we draw relief , Assured that God's most gracious eye Beholds us in our misery , And sends mild sound and lovely sight , To change that misery to delight . Such is thy faith , O sainted Maid ! Pensive and pale , but not ...
... Nature's bliss we draw relief , Assured that God's most gracious eye Beholds us in our misery , And sends mild sound and lovely sight , To change that misery to delight . Such is thy faith , O sainted Maid ! Pensive and pale , but not ...
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... The Island Queen becomes thy bride , And God and Nature sanctify the vow ; Air , Earth , and Ocean smile once more , VOL . XII . C And along the forest - fringèd shore , What mirth CANTO III . THE ISLE OF PALMS . 333.
... The Island Queen becomes thy bride , And God and Nature sanctify the vow ; Air , Earth , and Ocean smile once more , VOL . XII . C And along the forest - fringèd shore , What mirth CANTO III . THE ISLE OF PALMS . 333.
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... Nature's reign adorning With a calm majesty and pleasing dread . A spirit is singing from the coves Yet dim and dark ; that spirit loves To sing unto the Dawn , When first he sees the shadowy veil , As if by some slow - stealing gale ...
... Nature's reign adorning With a calm majesty and pleasing dread . A spirit is singing from the coves Yet dim and dark ; that spirit loves To sing unto the Dawn , When first he sees the shadowy veil , As if by some slow - stealing gale ...
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Page 407 - A CLOUD lay cradled near the setting sun ; A gleam of crimson tinged its braided snow : Long had I watched the glory moving on, O'er the still radiance of the lake below ; Tranquil its spirit seemed, and floated slow, E'en in its very motion there was rest ; While every breath of eve that chanced to blow, Wafted the traveller to the beauteous west.
Page 16 - Now is the ocean's bosom bare, Unbroken as the floating air ; The ship hath melted quite away, Like a struggling dream at break of day. No image meets my wandering eye, But the new-risen sun and the sunny sky.
Page 231 - ... of thy desert regardless of foes. Thy bold antlers call on the hunter afar, With a haughty defiance to come to the war ! No outrage is war to a creature like thee ! The bugle-horn fills thy wild spirit with glee, As thou bearest thy neck on the wings of the wind, And the laggardly gaze-hound is toiling behind. In the beams of thy forehead that glitter with death — In feet that draw power from the touch of the heath...
Page 228 - Magnificent creature ! so stately and bright ! In the pride of thy spirit pursuing thy flight; For what hath the child of the desert to dread, Wafting up his own mountains that far-beaming head ; Or borne like a whirlwind down on the vale .' — Hail ! king of the wild and the beautiful! — hail! Hail ! idol divine! whom nature hath borne O'er a hundred hill-tops since the mists of the morn, Whom the pilgrim lone wandering on mountain and moor, As the vision glides by him, may...
Page 223 - Those wandering veins of heavenly blue That stray along thy forehead fair, Lost 'mid a gleam of golden hair? Oh, can that light and airy breath Steal from a being doomed to death; Those features to the grave be sent In sleep thus mutely eloquent? Or art thou, what thy form would seem, The phantom of a blessed dream?