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Lewesdon Hill: With Other Poems (Classic Reprint)
<span dir=ltr>Rev William Crowe</span>
لا تتوفر معاينة - 2015
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
arms Bard beauty beneath better Bishop blood called choice coast death delight earth EPIGRAM fair fame fate father fear feel fell fields flowers gentle give given grace hand hast hath head hear heart Heaven Hero hill honour hope hour human Isle join King land leave less Liberty light live look Lord loss lost miles mind mortal Muse night Note o'er once patriot peace Poem POETS praise pure Quaker quod race rest rise round royal seen ship shore soft SONG soon sounds spirit spring stand storm strain strong sunk sweet tell thee thine thou tibi till toil took turn VERSES Virtue voice waves wide winds young
الصفحة 172 - Therefore sent he thither horses, and chariots, and a great host : and they came by night, and compassed the city about, 15 And when the servant of the man of God was risen early, and gone forth, behold, an host compassed the city both with horses and chariots. And his servant said unto him, Alas, my master! how shall we do...
الصفحة 16 - mong rocks and high o'er-hanging cliffs Dash'd piteously, with all her precious freight Was lost, by Neptune's wild and foamy jaws Swallow'd up quick ! The richliest-laden ship Of spicy Ternate, or that annual sent To the Philippines o'er the southern main From Acapulco, carrying massy gold, Were poor to this; — freighted with hopeful Youth, And Beauty, and high Courage undismay'd By mortal terrors, and paternal Love Strong, and unconquerable even...
الصفحة 172 - And he answered, Fear not: for they that be with us are more than they that be with them. And Elisha prayed, and said, LORD, I pray thee, open his eyes, that he may see. And the LORD opened the eyes of the young man; and he saw: and, behold, the mountain was full of horses and chariots of fire round about Elisha.
الصفحة 2 - ... summit, Lewesdon, to the brow Of yon proud rising, where the lonely thorn Bends from the rude south-east with top cut sheer By his keen breath, along the narrow track, By which the scanty-pastured sheep ascend Up to thy furze-clad summit, let me climb, — My morning exercise, — and thence look round Upon the variegated scene, of hills And woods and fruitful vales and villages Half hid in tufted orchards, and the sea Boundless, and studded thick with many a sail.
الصفحة 8 - From this proud eminence on all sides round Th' unbroken prospect opens to my view, On all sides large; save only where the head Of Pillesdon rises, Pillesdon's lofty Pen: So call (still rendering to his ancient name Observance due) that rival Height south-west, Which, like a rampire, bounds the vale beneath. There woods, there blooming orchards, there are seen...
الصفحة 16 - Fill'd every breast with horror, and each eye With piteous tears, so cruel was the loss. Methinks I see her, as, by the wintry storm Shatter'd and driven along past yonder isle, She strove, her latest hope, by strength or art, To gain the port within it, or at worst To shun that harbourless and hollow coast From Portland eastward to the promontory, Where still St. Alban's high built chapel stands.
الصفحة 9 - ... ranging, or at rest beneath the shade Of some wide-branching oak ; there goodly fields Of corn, and verdant pasture, whence the kine, Returning with their milky treasure home, Store the rich dairy ; such fair plenty fills The pleasant vale of Marshwood, pleasant now, Since that the Spring hath...
الصفحة 53 - Castle being right in the way, he cast such an eye upon it as Ahab did upon Naboth's vineyard...
الصفحة 39 - To join the worldly crowd ; perchance to talk, To think, to act as they: then all these thoughts, That lift th' expanded heart above this spot To heavenly musing, these shall pass away, (Even as this goodly prospect from my view,) Hidden by near and earthy-rooted cares. So passeth human life — our better mind Is as a Sunday's garment, then put on When we have nought to do; but at our work We wear a worse for thrift.
الصفحة 3 - And russet fern, thy seemly-colour'd cloak, To bide the hoary frosts and dripping rains Of chill December, and art gaily robed In livery of the Spring: upon thy brow A cap of flowery hawthorn, and thy neck Mantled with...