The Remains of Henry Kirke White ..., Volume 1Contains poetry, letters and literary criticism |
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... , ways of pleasantness and peace , where though there be thorns , yet are there also roses ; and where all the wounds which we suffer in the flesh , from the hardness of the journey , are so healed HENRY KIRKE WHITE . ni.
... , ways of pleasantness and peace , where though there be thorns , yet are there also roses ; and where all the wounds which we suffer in the flesh , from the hardness of the journey , are so healed HENRY KIRKE WHITE . ni.
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... passion cease , And woo the calms of solitude and peace . And oh ! thou sacred Power , who rear'st on high Thy leafy throne where waving poplars sigh ! Genius of woodland shades ! whose mild control Steals with THE REMAINS OF Clifton Grove.
... passion cease , And woo the calms of solitude and peace . And oh ! thou sacred Power , who rear'st on high Thy leafy throne where waving poplars sigh ! Genius of woodland shades ! whose mild control Steals with THE REMAINS OF Clifton Grove.
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... ! Memory which endears This silent spot to my advancing years . Here dwells eternal peace , eternal rest , In shades like these to live is to be bless'd . While happiness evades the busy crowd , In rural coverts HENRY KIRKE WHITE .
... ! Memory which endears This silent spot to my advancing years . Here dwells eternal peace , eternal rest , In shades like these to live is to be bless'd . While happiness evades the busy crowd , In rural coverts HENRY KIRKE WHITE .
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... peaceful vigils on my grave . Now as I rove , where wide the prospect grows , A livelier light upon my vision flows . No more above th ' embracing branches meet , No more the river gurgles at my feet , But seen deep , down the cliff's ...
... peaceful vigils on my grave . Now as I rove , where wide the prospect grows , A livelier light upon my vision flows . No more above th ' embracing branches meet , No more the river gurgles at my feet , But seen deep , down the cliff's ...
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... peaceful hamlet lies , The drowsy god has seal'd the cotter's eye . No more , where late the social faggot blazed , The vacant peal resounds , by little raised ; But lock'd in silence , o'er Arion's star The slumbering B 2 HENRY KIRKE ...
... peaceful hamlet lies , The drowsy god has seal'd the cotter's eye . No more , where late the social faggot blazed , The vacant peal resounds , by little raised ; But lock'd in silence , o'er Arion's star The slumbering B 2 HENRY KIRKE ...
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Page 78 - When, marshalled on the nightly plain, The glittering host bestud the sky, One Star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the star of Bethlehem.
Page 33 - Winter's sway, And dared the sturdy blusterer to the fight, Thee on this bank he threw To mark his victory. In this low vale, the promise of the year, Serene, thou openest to the nipping gale, Unnoticed and alone, Thy tender elegance. So virtue blooms, brought forth amid the storms Of chill adversity, in some lone walk Of life she rears her head, Obscure and unobserved; While every bleaching breeze that on her blows, Chastens her spotless purity of breast, And hardens her to bear Serene the ills...
Page xxi - Twas thine own Genius gave the final blow, And helped to plant the wound that laid thee low : So the struck Eagle, stretched upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart, And winged the shaft that quivered in his heart ; Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nursed the pinion which impelled the steel ; While the same plumage that had warmed his nest Drank the last life-drop of his bleeding breast.
Page 139 - Storms and tempests, floods and rains, Stern despoilers of the plains, Hence, away, the season flee, Foes to light-heart jollity: May no winds careering high Drive the clouds along the sky, But may all nature smile with aspect boon, When in the heavens thou...
Page 78 - It was my guide, my light, my all, It bade my dark forebodings cease; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace.
Page 333 - All nature reels. Till Nature's King, who oft Amid tempestuous darkness dwells alone, And on the wings of the careering wind Walks dreadfully serene, commands a calm; Then, straight, air, sea, and earth, are hush'd at once.
Page 52 - O'er many a distant foreign land; Each place, each province I have tried, And sung and danced my saraband.
Page 28 - The hours devoted by the world to rest, And needful to recruit exhausted nature ? Say, can the voice of narrow Fame repay The loss of health ? or can the hope of glory Lend a new throb unto my languid heart, Cool, even now, my feverish aching brow...
Page 77 - And wilt thou bend a listening ear, To praises low as ours ? Thou wilt! for thou dost love to hear The song which meekness pours.
Page 34 - GIVE me a cottage on some Cambrian wild, Where, far from cities, I may spend my days, And, by the beauties of the scene beguiled, May pity man's pursuits, and shun his ways. While on the rock I mark the browsing goat, List to the...