#English #Romanticism #XIXCentury #XVIIICentury
EVEN as a river,—partly (it migh… Yielding to old remembrances, and… In part by fear to shape a way dir… That would engulph him soon in the… Turns, and will measure back his c…
DEAR Reliques! from a pit of vil… Uprisen—to lodge among ancestral k… And to inflict shame’s salutary st… On the remorseless hearts of men g… In a blind worship; men perversely…
I thought of Thee, my partner and… As being past away.—Vain sympathi… For, backward, Duddon! as I cast… I see what was, and is, and will a… Still glides the Stream, and shal…
The God of Love—'ah, benedicite!' How mighty and how great a Lord i… For he of low hearts can make high… He can make low, and unto death br… And hard—hearts he can make them k…
From Stirling castle we had seen The mazy Forth unravelled; Had trod the banks of Clyde, and… And with the Tweed had travelled; And when we came to Clovenford,
FESTIVALS have I seen that we… This is young Buonaparte’s natal… And his is henceforth an establish… Consul for life. With worship Fra… Her approbation, and with pomps an…
CHILD of loud—throated War! the… Roars in thy hearing; but thy hour… Is come, and thou art silent in th… Save when the wind sweeps by and s… Ambiguous, neither wholly thine no…
And is this—Yarrow?—This the stre… Of which my fancy cherished, So faithfully, a waking dream? An image that hath perished! O that some Minstrel’s harp were…
TO public notice, with reluctance… Did I deliver this unfinished Son… Yet for one happy issue;—and I lo… With self—congratulation on the B… Which pious, learned, MURFITT…
—HAST thou then survived— Mild Offspring of infirm humanity… Meek Infant! among all forlornest… The most forlorn—one life of that… The second glory of the Heavens?—…
FROM the dark chambers of deject… Spurning the unprofitable yoke of… Rise, GILLIES, rise; the gales… Thy genius forward like a winged s… Though bold Bellerophon (so Jove…
THIS Height a ministering Angel… For from the summit of BLACK… Derived from clouds and storms!) t… Of unobstructed prospect may be se… That British ground commands:—low…
Nay, Traveller! rest. This lonely… Far from all human dwelling: what… No sparkling rivulet spread the ve… What if the bee love not these bar… Yet, if the wind breathe soft, the…
She had a tall man’s height or mor… Her face from summer’s noontide he… No bonnet shaded, but she wore A mantle, to her very feet Descending with a graceful flow,
WHILE flowing rivers yield a bla… Shall live the name of Walton: Sa… Whose pen, the mysteries of the ro… Unfolding, did not fruitlessly exh… To reverend watching of each still…