The Book of Pleasures: Containing The Pleasures of HopeClark & Austin, 1851 - 187 pages |
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The Book of Pleasures: Containing The Pleasures of Hope Thomas Campbell Affichage du livre entier - 1851 |
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adamantine amid awful beauty behold bends blest blooming bosom breast breath breeze bright bright eye brow charm Child of Heaven clime clouds deep delight dews divine dread dwell earth enchantment eternal fair Fancy Fancy's fate final cause fire fond frame gaze Genesa Genius gloom glows hail hand harmonious hath heart Heaven honours hour hues immortal light living Loxian lyre mind mingling mortal murmuring Muse native Nature Nature's night o'er once passion pensive Plato PLEASURES OF HOPE pomp praise radiant rapture rill rosy round sacred scene seraph shade shore sigh sire smile smiling band song soothe sorrow soul spectre spirit spring stamp'd storm stream sublime sweet tears thee thou thought thunder toil trembling triumph Truth vale VESPASIAN VIRGIL'S tomb Virtue wakes wave weep whence wild winds wing Wisdom woes wonder worlds unknown wretch youth
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Page 70 - Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain. Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise ! Each stamps its image as the other flies.
Page 103 - Pour round her path a stream of living light ; And gild those pure and perfect realms of rest, Where virtue triumphs, and her sons are blest ! SAMUEL ROGERS.
Page 50 - Unfading Hope ; when life's last embers burn, When soul to soul, and dust to dust return ! Heaven to thy charge resigns the awful hour ! Oh ! then, thy kingdom comes ! Immortal Power ! What though each spark of earth-born rapture fly The quivering lip, pale cheek, and closing eye Bright to the soul thy seraph hands convey The morning dream of life's eternal day...
Page 117 - Who that, from Alpine heights, his labouring eye Shoots round the wide horizon, to survey Nilus or Ganges rolling his bright wave Through mountains; plains, through empires black with shade And continents of sand ; will turn his gaze To mark the windings of a scanty rill That murmurs at his feet ? The high-born soul Disdains to rest her heaven-aspiring wing Beneath its native quarry.
Page 23 - Heaven ! he cried, my bleeding country save ! Is there no hand on high to shield the brave ? Yet, though destruction sweep these lovely plains, Rise, fellow-men ! our country yet remains ! By that dread name we wave the sword on high ! And swear for her to live ! with her to die...
Page 184 - Reveals the charms of Nature. Ask the swain Who journeys homeward from a summer day's Long labour, why, forgetful of his toils And due repose, he loiters to behold The sunshine gleaming as through amber clouds. O'er all the western sky ; full soon, I ween, His rude expression and untutor'd airs, Beyond the power of language, will unfold The form of beauty smiling at his heart, How lovely!
Page 44 - Hesperian planets hail, And the lone cuckoo sighs along the vale, His path shall be where streamy mountains swell Their shadowy grandeur o'er the narrow dell, Where mouldering piles and forests intervene, Mingling with darker tints the living green ! No circling hills his...
Page 18 - No lingering hour of sorrow shall be thine; No sigh that rends thy father's heart and mine ; Bright as his manly sire the son shall be In form and soul; but, ah ! more blest than he ! Thy fame, thy worth, thy filial love at last, Shall soothe his aching heart for all the past— "With many a smile my solitude repay, And chase the world's ungenerous scorn away.
Page 42 - The world was sad! — the garden was a wild! And man, the hermit, sigh'd — till woman smiled!
Page 117 - Omnipotent might send him forth In sight of mortal and immortal powers, As on a boundless theatre, to run The great career of justice; to exalt His generous aim to all diviner deeds; To chase each partial purpose from his breast; And...