The Poetical Register, and Repository of Fugitive Poetry for 1801-11, Volume 4F.C. & J. Rivington, 1806 |
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... , Pour'd the phial from his hand : Blood must be for blood expended ! Sadness still the voice of Mirth ; Mercy , now no more extended , Quits indignantly the earth , Phial ! while thy woes are vented , He who 16 Signs of the Times.
... , Pour'd the phial from his hand : Blood must be for blood expended ! Sadness still the voice of Mirth ; Mercy , now no more extended , Quits indignantly the earth , Phial ! while thy woes are vented , He who 16 Signs of the Times.
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... Who smile upon their Country's fate , Crouching to gain the public choice , And sell it by their venal voice . Lost - to the world and future fame , Remember'd only in a name , Once in the Courts of Europe known To claim a 30.
... Who smile upon their Country's fate , Crouching to gain the public choice , And sell it by their venal voice . Lost - to the world and future fame , Remember'd only in a name , Once in the Courts of Europe known To claim a 30.
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... voice of the gale , That pensive beauty weeps to hear ; While the foldings of her snowy veil Are moisten'd with a falling tear . She lifts Devotion's beaming eye , Rapt with the music of the main , Till the breathing of a mortal's sigh ...
... voice of the gale , That pensive beauty weeps to hear ; While the foldings of her snowy veil Are moisten'd with a falling tear . She lifts Devotion's beaming eye , Rapt with the music of the main , Till the breathing of a mortal's sigh ...
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... voice , For now beneath your hallowed shade , No rites to Superstition paid , Profane your deep recesses wild By murder's foulest stain defiled , But with myrtle crown advancing , To music's tones and tempered cadence dancing , Their ...
... voice , For now beneath your hallowed shade , No rites to Superstition paid , Profane your deep recesses wild By murder's foulest stain defiled , But with myrtle crown advancing , To music's tones and tempered cadence dancing , Their ...
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... voice profane Interrupt this hallowed strain , DESCEND INTO THE DEEP ! Give to the winds thy every sail , Bid all thy streamers catch the gale , The furious battle storm awake , Remotest shores th thunders shake ; While o'er the bosom ...
... voice profane Interrupt this hallowed strain , DESCEND INTO THE DEEP ! Give to the winds thy every sail , Bid all thy streamers catch the gale , The furious battle storm awake , Remotest shores th thunders shake ; While o'er the bosom ...
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ANNA SEWARD Araucanian arms beam beauty beneath blest bliss blood bloom bosom breast breath bright brow Canace charms cloud controul courser dark dear death deep delight dread E'en e'er earth EPIGRAM ev'ry fair fame Fancy fate fire flame flowers fond Friendship gale glory glow golden reign grace grove hallow'd hand heart Heav'n honour hope hour Hymen lake profound light lyre Maid mind morn mourn Muse ne'er nectared roses never night numbers o'er pale Peace plain pleasure Poems pow'r pride PROPERTIUS rage rapture round sacred scene shade shine sigh sing Sir Philip Wodehouse smile soft song SONNET sorrow soul spirit stream sweet sword tear tempests Theatre Royal thee thine thou thro throng toil tomb train trembling truth Valdivia vale verse Virtue wake wave wild WILLIAM CAREY wind wing youth
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Page 234 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow; When the fiery fight is heard no more, And the storm has ceased to blow.
Page 252 - Go — you may call it madness, folly ; You shall not chase my gloom away. There's such a charm in melancholy, I would not, if I could, be gay.
Page 396 - YE, who with warmth the public triumph feel Of talents dignified by sacred zeal, Here, to devotion's bard devoutly just, Pay your fond tribute due to Cowper's dust ! England, exulting in his spotless fame, Ranks with her dearest sons his favourite name.
Page 456 - Nor my thread wish to spin o'er again : But my face in the glass I'll serenely survey, And with smiles count each wrinkle and furrow ; As this old worn-out stuff, which is threadbare Today, May become Everlasting Tomorrow.
Page 233 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave: Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long And the stormy winds do blow.
Page 234 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below, As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Page 455 - Look forward with hope for to-morrow. With a porch at my door, both for shelter and shade too. As the sun-shine or rain may prevail; And a small spot of ground for the use of the spade too, With a barn for the use of the flail...
Page 233 - YE Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle and the breeze — Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow, — While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Page 456 - I share what today may afford, And let them spread the table to-morrow. And when I at last must throw off this frail...
Page 128 - has been so much accustomed of late to didactic poetry alone, and essays on moral subjects, that any work, where the imagination is much indulged, will perhaps not be relished or regarded.