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... immortal save That breast imbued with such immortal fire ? Could she not live who life eternal gave ? If life eternal may await the lyre , That only Heaven to which Earth's children may aspire . XL . ' Twas on a Grecian autumn's gentle ...
... immortal save That breast imbued with such immortal fire ? Could she not live who life eternal gave ? If life eternal may await the lyre , That only Heaven to which Earth's children may aspire . XL . ' Twas on a Grecian autumn's gentle ...
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... Immortal , though no more ; though fallen , great ! Who now shall lead thy scatter'd children forth , And long accustom❜d bondage uncreate ? Not such thy sons who whilome did await , The hopeless warriors of a willing doom , In bleak ...
... Immortal , though no more ; though fallen , great ! Who now shall lead thy scatter'd children forth , And long accustom❜d bondage uncreate ? Not such thy sons who whilome did await , The hopeless warriors of a willing doom , In bleak ...
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... immortal tongue Fill with thy fame the youth of many a shore ; Boast of the aged ! lesson of the young ! Which sages venerate and bards adore , As Pallas and the Muse unveil their awful lore . XCH The parted bosom clings to wonted home ...
... immortal tongue Fill with thy fame the youth of many a shore ; Boast of the aged ! lesson of the young ! Which sages venerate and bards adore , As Pallas and the Muse unveil their awful lore . XCH The parted bosom clings to wonted home ...
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... immortal , envying it the light To which it mounts , as if to break the link That keeps us from yon heaven which woos us to its brink . XV . But in Man's dwellings he became a thing Restless and worn , and stern and wearisome , Droop'd ...
... immortal , envying it the light To which it mounts , as if to break the link That keeps us from yon heaven which woos us to its brink . XV . But in Man's dwellings he became a thing Restless and worn , and stern and wearisome , Droop'd ...
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... immortal , envying it the light To which it mounts , as if to break the link That keeps us from yon heaven which woos us to its brink . XV . But in Man's dwellings he became a thing Restless and worn , and stern and wearisome , Droop'd ...
... immortal , envying it the light To which it mounts , as if to break the link That keeps us from yon heaven which woos us to its brink . XV . But in Man's dwellings he became a thing Restless and worn , and stern and wearisome , Droop'd ...
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Page 84 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder...
Page 122 - Alas, the lofty city ! and alas, The trebly hundred triumphs ! and the day When Brutus made the dagger's edge surpass The conqueror's sword in bearing fame away ! Alas for Tully's voice, and Virgil's lay, And Livy's pictured page ! But these shall be Her resurrection ; all beside— decay. Alas, for Earth, for never shall we see That brightness in her eye she bore when Rome was free ! LXXXIII.
Page 83 - I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me; and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities torture...
Page 85 - And this is in the night: — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee!
Page 69 - But hark ! — that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before! Arm ! Arm ! it is — it is — the cannon's opening roar...
Page 68 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street ; On with the dance ! let joy be unconfined ; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet...
Page 83 - Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty and a mystery, and create In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
Page 41 - But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flattered, followed, sought and sued ; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!
Page 66 - Yet must I think less wildly : — I have thought Too long and darkly, till my brain became, In its own eddy boiling and o'erwrought, A whirling gulf of phantasy and flame : And thus, untaught in youth my heart to tame, My springs of life were poison'd.
Page 144 - But thou, of temples old, or altars new, Standest alone — with nothing like to thee — Worthiest of God, the holy and the true. Since Zion's desolation, when that He Forsook his former city, what could be, Of earthly structures, in his honour piled, Of a sublimer aspect ? Majesty, Power, Glory, Strength, and Beauty, all are aisled In this eternal ark of worship undefiled.