Domestic, Literary, and Village Sketches: Addressed to the Young of Our Neighbourhood : in the Vale of ***.
William Nicol, Cleveland-row, St. James's, 1823 - 110 من الصفحات
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الصفحة 31 - Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landscape round it measures; Russet lawns, and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide: Towers and battlements it sees Bosom'd high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some Beauty lies, The Cynosure of neighbouring eyes.
الصفحة 14 - Cona : let me think on the days of other years. And bring me the harp, O maid ! that I may touch it when the light of my soul shall arise. Be thou near to learn the song ; future times shall hear of me ! The sons of the feeble hereafter will lift the voice of Cona ; and looking up to the rocks, say,
الصفحة 8 - And it does arise in its strength ! I behold my departed friends. Their gathering is on Lora, as in the days of other years. Fingal comes like a watery column of mist; his heroes are around. And see the bards of song, gray-haired Ullin! stately Ryno! Alpin with the tuneful voice! the soft complaint of Minona! How are ye changed, my friends...
الصفحة 20 - She wrought and temper'd with a purer flame. To these the Sire Omnipotent unfolds The world's harmonious volume, there to read The transcript of Himself. On every part They trace the bright impressions of his hand: In earth or air, the meadow's purple stores, The moon's mild radiance, or the virgin's form Blooming with rosy smiles, they see portray'd That uncreated beauty, which delights The Mind Supreme. They also feel her charms, Enamour'd; they partake the eternal joy.
الصفحة 19 - Then maids and youths shall linger here, And while its sounds at distance swell, Shall sadly seem in Pity's ear To hear the woodland pilgrim's knell. Remembrance oft shall haunt the shore When Thames in summer wreaths is drest, And oft suspend the dashing oar To bid his gentle spirit rest...
الصفحة 26 - Thy prime decree? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night, Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
الصفحة 50 - These wait all upon thee; that thou mayest give them their meat in due season. That thou givest them they gather: thou openest thine hand, they are filled with good. Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled : thou takest away- their breath, they die, and return to their dust. Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created : and thou renewest the face of the earth.
الصفحة 12 - But thou shalt not die unknown," replied the king of woody Morven: "my bards are many, O Carthon ! Their songs descend to future times. The children of years to come shall hear the fame of Carthon; when 205 they sit round the burning oak, and the night is spent in songs of old.