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Page 231 - Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence : truths that wake, To perish never; Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavor, Nor Man nor Boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy!
Page 204 - At Flores in the Azores Sir Richard Grenville lay, And a pinnace, like a flutter'd bird, came flying from far away: "Spanish ships of war at sea! we have sighted fifty-three!
Page 612 - AN old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king, — Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who flow Through public scorn — mud from a muddy spring, — Rulers, who neither see, nor feel, nor know, But leech-like to their fainting country cling...
Page 390 - Lamp of Earth ! where'er thou movest, Its dim shapes are clad with brightness, And the souls of whom thou lovest Walk upon the winds with lightness, Till they fail, as I am failing, Dizzy, lost, yet unbewailing ! ASIA.
Page 390 - Life of Life ! thy lips enkindle With their love the breath between them ; And thy smiles before they dwindle Make the cold air fire; then screen them In those looks, where whoso gazes Faints, entangled in their mazes.
Page 613 - For I trust if an enemy's fleet came yonder round by the hill, And the rushing battle-bolt sang from the three-decker out of the foam, That the smooth-faced snubnosed rogue would leap from his counter and till, And strike, if he could, were it but with his cheating yardwand, home.
Page 187 - While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.
Page 199 - By me o'r thee, as justments to the dead, Forgive, forgive me ; since I did not know Whether thy bones had here their rest, or no. But now 'tis known, behold, behold, I bring Unto thy ghost th...