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And robes the mountain in its azure hue.[512:3]
Pleasures of Hope. Part i. Line 7.
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But Hope, the charmer, linger'd still behind.
Pleasures of Hope. Part i. Line 40.
O Heaven! he cried, my bleeding country save!
Pleasures of Hope. Part i. Line 359.
Hope for a season bade the world farewell,
And Freedom shriek'd as Kosciusko fell![513:1]
Pleasures of Hope. Part i. Line 381.
On Prague's proud arch the fires of ruin glow,
His blood-dyed waters murmuring far below.
Pleasures of Hope. Part i. Line 385.
And rival all but Shakespeare's name below.
Pleasures of Hope. Part i. Line 472.
Who hath not own'd, with rapture-smitten frame,
The power of grace, the magic of a name?
Pleasures of Hope. Part ii. Line 5.
Without the smile from partial beauty won,
Oh what were man?—a world without a sun.
Pleasures of Hope. Part ii. Line 21.
The world was sad, the garden was a wild,
And man the hermit sigh'd—till woman smiled.
Pleasures of Hope. Part ii. Line 37.
While Memory watches o'er the sad review
Of joys that faded like the morning dew.
Pleasures of Hope. Part ii. Line 45.
There shall he love when genial morn appears,
Like pensive Beauty smiling in her tears.
Pleasures of Hope. Part ii. Line 95.
And muse on Nature with a poet's eye.
Pleasures of Hope. Part ii. Line 98.
That gems the starry girdle of the year.
Pleasures of Hope. Part ii. Line 194.
Melt and dispel, ye spectre-doubts, that roll
Cimmerian darkness o'er the parting soul!
Pleasures of Hope. Part ii. Line 263.
O star-eyed Science! hast thou wandered there,
To waft us home the message of despair?
Pleasures of Hope. Part ii. Line 325.
But sad as angels for the good man's sin,
Weep to record, and blush to give it in.[513:2]
Pleasures of Hope. Part ii. Line 357.
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Cease, every joy, to glimmer on my mind,
But leave, oh leave the light of Hope behind!
What though my winged hours of bliss have been
Like angel visits, few and far between.[514:1]
Pleasures of Hope. Part ii. Line 375.
The hunter and the deer a shade.[514:2]
O'Connor's Child. Stanza 5.
Another's sword has laid him low,
Another's and another's;
And every hand that dealt the blow—
Ah me! it was a brother's!
O'Connor's Child. Stanza 10.
'T is the sunset of life gives me mystical lore,
And coming events cast their shadows before.[514:3]
Lochiel's Warning.
Shall victor exult, or in death be laid low,
With his back to the field and his feet to the foe,
And leaving in battle no blot on his name,
Look proudly to heaven from the death-bed of fame.
Lochiel's Warning.
And rustic life and poverty
Grow beautiful beneath his touch.
Ode to the Memory of Burns.
Whose lines are mottoes of the heart,
Whose truths electrify the sage.
Ode to the Memory of Burns.
Ye mariners of England,
That guard our native seas;
Whose flag has braved, a thousand years,
The battle and the breeze!
Ye Mariners of England.
Britannia needs no bulwarks,
No towers along the steep;
Her march is o'er the mountain waves,
Her home is on the deep.
Ye Mariners of England.
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When the stormy winds do blow;[515:1]
When the battle rages loud and long,
And the stormy winds do blow.
Ye Mariners of England.
The meteor flag of England
Shall yet terrific burn,
Till danger's troubled night depart,
And the star of peace return.
Ye Mariners of England.
There was silence deep as death,
And the boldest held his breath
For a time.
Battle of the Baltic.
The combat deepens. On, ye brave,
Who rush to glory or the grave!
Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave,
And charge with all thy chivalry!
Hohenlinden.
Few, few shall part where many meet!
The snow shall be their winding-sheet,
And every turf beneath their feet
Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Hohenlinden.
There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin,
The dew on his thin robe was heavy and chill;
For his country he sigh'd, when at twilight repairing
To wander alone by the wind-beaten hill.
The Exile of Erin.
To bear is to conquer our fate.
On visiting a Scene in Argyleshire.
The sentinel stars set their watch in the sky.[515:2]
The Soldier's Dream.
In life's morning march, when my bosom was young.
The Soldier's Dream.
But sorrow return'd with the dawning of morn,
And the voice in my dreaming ear melted away.
The Soldier's Dream.
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Triumphal arch, that fill'st the sky
When storms prepare to part,
I ask not proud Philosophy
To teach me what thou art.
To the Rainbow.
A stoic of the woods,—a man without a tear.
Gertrude of Wyoming. Part i. Stanza 23.
O Love! in such a wilderness as this.
Gertrude of Wyoming. Part iii. Stanza 1.
The torrent's smoothness, ere it dash below!
Gertrude of Wyoming. Part iii. Stanza 5.
Again to the battle, Achaians!
Our hearts bid the tyrants defiance!
Our land, the first garden of Liberty's tree,
It has been, and shall yet be, the land of the free.
Song of the Greeks.
Drink ye to her that each loves best!
And if you nurse a flame
That 's told but to her mutual breast,
We will not ask her name.
Drink ye to Her.
To live in hearts we leave behind
Is not to die.
Hallowed Ground.
Oh leave this barren spot to me!
Spare, woodman, spare the beechen tree![516:1]
The Beech-Tree's Petition.
[512:3] See John Webster, page 181.
The mountains too, at a distance, appear airy masses and smooth, but seen near at hand they are rough.—Diogenes Laertius: Pyrrho, ix.
[513:1]
At length, fatigued with life, he bravely fell,
And health with Boerhaave bade the world farewell.
Church: The Choice (1754).
[513:2] See Sterne, page 379.
[514:1] See Norris, page 281.
[514:2] See Freneau, page 443.
[514:3] See Coleridge, page 504.
[515:1] When the stormy winds do blow.—Martyn Parker: Ye Gentlemen of England.
[515:2] The starres, bright centinels of the skies.—Habington: Castara, Dialogue between Night and Araphil.
[516:1]
Woodman, spare that tree!
Touch not a single bough!
G. P. Morris: Woodman, spare that Tree.
HENRY CLAY. 1777-1852.The gentleman [Josiah Quincy] cannot have forgotten his own sentiment, uttered even on the floor of this House, "Peaceably if we can, forcibly if we must."[516:2]
Speech, 1813.
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Government is a trust, and the officers of the government are trustees; and both the trust and the trustees are created for the benefit of the people.
Speech at Ashland, Ky., March, 1829.
I have heard something said about allegiance to the South. I know no South, no North, no East, no West, to which I owe any allegiance.
Speech, 1848.
Sir, I would rather be right than be President.
Speech, 1850 (referring to the Compromise Measures).
[516:2] See Quincy, page 505.
F. S. KEY. 1779-1843.And the star-spangled banner, oh long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
The Star-Spangled Banner.
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation![517:1]
Then conquer we must when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto, "In God is our trust!"
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
The Star-Spangled Banner.
[517:1] It made and preserves us a nation.—Morris: The Flag of our Union.
HORACE SMITH. 1779-1849.Thinking is but an idle waste of thought,
And nought is everything and everything is nought.
Rejected Addresses. Cui Bono?
In the name of the Prophet—figs.
Johnson's Ghost.
And thou hast walked about (how strange a story!)
In Thebes's streets three thousand years ago,
When the Memnonium was in all its glory.
Address to the Mummy at Belzoni's Exhibition.
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THOMAS MOORE. 1779-1852.When Time who steals our years away
Shall steal our pleasures too,
The mem'ry of the past will stay,
And half our joys renew.
Song. From Juvenile Poems.
Weep on! and as thy sorrows flow,
I 'll taste the luxury of woe.
Anacreontic.
Where bastard Freedom waves
The fustian flag in mockery over slaves.
To the Lord Viscount Forbes, written from the City of Washington.
How shall we rank thee upon glory's page,
Thou more than soldier, and just less than sage?
To Thomas Hume.
I knew, by the smoke that so gracefully curl'd
Above the green elms, that a cottage was near;
And I said, "If there 's peace to be found in the world,
A heart that was humble might hope for it here."
Ballad Stanzas.
Faintly as tolls the evening chime,
Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time.
A Canadian Boat-Song.
Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast,
The rapids are near, and the daylight 's past.
A Canadian Boat-Song.
The minds of some of our statesmen, like the pupil of the human eye, contract themselves the more, the stronger light there is shed upon them.
Preface to Corruption and Intolerance.
Like a young eagle who has lent his plume
To fledge the shaft by which he meets his doom,
See their own feathers pluck'd to wing the dart
Which rank corruption destines for their heart.[518:1]
Corruption.
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A Persian's heaven is eas'ly made:
'T is but black eyes and lemonade.
Intercepted Letters. Letter vi.
There was a little man, and he had a little soul;
And he said, Little Soul, let us try, try, try!
Little Man and Little Soul.
Go where glory waits thee![519:1]
But while fame elates thee,
Oh, still remember me!
Go where Glory waits thee.
Oh, breathe not his name! let it sleep in the shade,
Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid,
Oh breathe not his Name.
And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls,
Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
Oh breathe not his Name.
The harp that once through Tara's halls
The soul of music shed,
Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls
As if that soul were fled.
So sleeps the pride of former days,
So glory's thrill is o'er;
And hearts that once beat high for praise
Now feel that pulse no more.
The Harp that once through Tara's Halls.
Who ran
Through each mode of the lyre, and was master of all.
On the Death of Sheridan.
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