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... age to age ; as waves upon the tide Of stormless time , they calmly lived and died . Dreadful as hurricanes , athwart the main Rush'd the fell legions of invading Spain ; With fraud and force , with false and fatal breath , ( Submission ...
... age to age ; as waves upon the tide Of stormless time , they calmly lived and died . Dreadful as hurricanes , athwart the main Rush'd the fell legions of invading Spain ; With fraud and force , with false and fatal breath , ( Submission ...
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... age , and love - exalted youth : The wandering mariner , whose eye explores The wealthiest isles , the most enchanting shores , Views not a realm so bountiful and fair , Nor breathes the spirit of a purer air ; In every clime the magnet ...
... age , and love - exalted youth : The wandering mariner , whose eye explores The wealthiest isles , the most enchanting shores , Views not a realm so bountiful and fair , Nor breathes the spirit of a purer air ; In every clime the magnet ...
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... age to age the shark's appointed prey , By livid plagues , by lingering tortures slain , Or headlong plunged alive into the main , * Shall rise in judgment from their gloomy beds , And call down vengeance on their murderers ' heads ...
... age to age the shark's appointed prey , By livid plagues , by lingering tortures slain , Or headlong plunged alive into the main , * Shall rise in judgment from their gloomy beds , And call down vengeance on their murderers ' heads ...
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... , stretch'd their arms to save From chains the freeman , from despairt he slave ; The exile's heart - sick anguish to assuage , And rescue Afric from the spoiler's rage . She , miserable mother , from the shore , Age 55.
... , stretch'd their arms to save From chains the freeman , from despairt he slave ; The exile's heart - sick anguish to assuage , And rescue Afric from the spoiler's rage . She , miserable mother , from the shore , Age 55.
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James Montgomery. She , miserable mother , from the shore , Age after age , beheld the barks that bore Her tribes to bondage : —with distraction wrung , Wild as the lioness that seeks her young , She flash'd unheeded lightnings from her ...
James Montgomery. She , miserable mother , from the shore , Age after age , beheld the barks that bore Her tribes to bondage : —with distraction wrung , Wild as the lioness that seeks her young , She flash'd unheeded lightnings from her ...
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Africa age to age Albion's amidst arms beauty behold beneath beneath the sky birth blest bloom brave breast breath Casas Charib clime Creole curse dark death deep despair dust earth eternal Euphrates fire flood flowers gloom glory GLOW-WORM gold grace grave Greenland gulph Harp heart heaven hope hyæna isles James Ballantyne joys land light lyre Mammon morn mother mountains Muse mysterious Nature's Negro Niger night numbers o'er ocean Paradise peace plains Pleiades prey race rage reigns rest rise rock roll roll'd rose round Rush'd secret shade shadow shine shore Sire skies Slave Trade Slave Trade.-The slumbers smiled song Sorrow soul Spain spectre spirit Spring spurn'd star storms sublime suffering sweet thee thine thou tide toil tomb tree trembles triumph turn'd tyrant vale vengeance verdure voice waves weep WEST INDIES Where'er wild Willow wind woes Yellow Fever yoke youth
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Page 32 - There is a spot of earth supremely blest — A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest, Where man, creation's tyrant, casts aside His sword and sceptre, pageantry and pride, While in his softened looks benignly blend The sire,' the son, the husband, brother, friend. Here woman reigns ; the mother, daughter, wife, Strews with fresh flowers the narrow way of life ! In the clear heaven of her delightful eye, An angel-guard2 of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fireside...
Page 35 - THERE is a land of every land the pride, Beloved by Heaven o'er all the world beside ; Where brighter suns dispense serener light, And milder moons emparadise the night ; A land of beauty, virtue...
Page 85 - Thus o'er the light jEolian lyre The winds of dark November stray, Touch the quick nerve of every wire, And on its magic pulses play ; — Till all the air around, Mysterious murmurs fill, A strange bewildering dream of sound, Most heavenly sweet,— yet mournful still.
Page 6 - Where'er sublime imagination trod, He heard the voice, he saw the face of God. Far from the western cliffs he cast his eye, O'er the wide ocean stretching to the sky : In calm magnificence the sun declined, And left a paradise of clouds behind : Proud at his feet, with pomp of pearl and gold, The billows in a sea of glory roll'd.
Page 33 - Strew with fresh flowers the narrow way of life ! In the clear heaven of her delightful eye, An angel-guard of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fire-side pleasures gambol at her feet. Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found? " Art thou a man — a patriot ? look around, O thou shalt find, howe'er thy footsteps roam, That land thy country, and that spot thy home.
Page 34 - O'er China's garden-fields and peopled floods ; In California's pathless world of woods : Round Andes' heights, where winter from his throne Looks down in scorn upon the summer zone ; By the gay borders of Bermuda's isles, Where spring with everlasting verdure smiles; On pure Madeira's vine-robed hills of health ; In Java's swamps of pestilence and wealth ; Where Babel stood, where wolves and jackals drink 'Midst weeping willows, on Euphrates...
Page 84 - GAVE my Harp to Sorrow's hand, And she has ruled the chords so long, They will not speak at my command ; — They warble only to her song. Of dear, departed hours, Too fondly loved to last, The dew, the breath, the bloom of flowers, Snapt in their freshness by the blast : Of long, long years of future care, Till lingering Nature yields her breath, And endless ages of despair, Beyond the judgment-day of death : — The weeping Minstrel sings ; And while her numbers flow, My spirit trembles with the...
Page 119 - t is coming fast, When thou shalt fade like me : — Like me through varying seasons range, And past enjoyments mourn ; — The fairest, sweetest spring shall change To winter in its turn. In infancy, my vernal prime, When life itself was new, Amusement...
Page 149 - ... to shore, He sought him day by day; The prow he track'd was seen no more, Breasting the ocean-spray; Yet, as the winds his voyage sped, He sail'd above his father's head, Unconscious where it lay, Deep, deep beneath the rolling main: —He sought his Sire; he sought in vain. Son of the brave! no longer weep; Still with affection true, Along the wild disastrous deep, Thy father's course pursue; Full in his wake of glory steer, His spirit prompts thy bold career, His compass guides thee through...
Page 91 - POPE ! hadst them, whose lyre so long The wondering world enchanted, Amidst thy paradise of song This Weeping Willow planted ; Among thy loftiest laurels seen, In deathless verse for ever green, — Thy chosen Tree had stood sublime, The...