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Page 7 - Fill'd with the face of heaven, which, from afar, Comes down upon the waters ; all its hues, From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical variety diffuse : And now they change ; a paler shadow strews Its mantle o'er the mountains ; parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues With a new color as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till — 'tis gone — and all is gray.
Page 125 - And chiefly thou, O Spirit, that dost prefer Before all temples the upright heart and pure...
Page 172 - A justice of the peace, for the time being, They bow to, but may turn him out next year : They reverence their priest, but, disagreeing In price or creed, dismiss him without fear ; They have a natural talent for foreseeing And knowing all things ; and should PARK appear From his long tour in Africa, to show The Niger's source, they'd meet him with — "We know...
Page 187 - If ever you have looked on better days, If ever been where bells have knolled to church, If ever sat at any good man's feast, If ever from your eyelids wiped a tear And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied, Let gentleness my strong enforcement be : In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword.
Page 150 - Wearied, I fell asleep: but now lead on; In me is no delay; with thee to go Is to stay here; without thee here to stay Is to go hence unwilling; thou to me Art all things under heaven, all places thou, Who for my wilful crime art banished hence.
Page 85 - I have no dread, And feel the curse to have no natural fear, Nor fluttering throb, that beats with hopes or wishes, Or lurking love of something on the earth.