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Page 83 - FRIENDS. BY JAMES MONTGOMERY, ESQ. FRIEND after friend departs; Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end; Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying none were blest. Beyond the flight of time,— Beyond the reign of death,— There surely is some blessed clime Where life is
Page 94 - Shut,shut the door, good John, fatigued I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead! Wearied and overwhelmed with interruptions. Alas ! the pains and penalties of a literary life ! Must positively make some regulations to prevent such encroachments. Like Alfieri, open no letters of which 1 do not know the
Page 98 - on the waters !—and, purple and bright, Bursts on the billows the flushing of light; O'er the glad waves, like a child of the sun, See the tall vessel goes gallantly on ; Full to the breeze she unbosoms her sail, And her pennon
Page 36 - flows To sober joys and soften woes, Can make my heart or fancy flee One moment, my sweet wife, from thee Even while I muse, I see thee sit In maiden bloom and matron wit— Fair, gentle as when first I sued, Ye seem, but of scdatcr mood; Yet my heart leaps as fond
Page 343 - SWEET Iser, were thy sunny realm And flowery gardens mine, Thy waters I would shade with elm, To prop the tender vine; My golden flaggons I would fill With rosy draughts from every hill; And under every myrtle bower, My gay companions should prolong The laugh, the revel, and the song, To many an idle hour.
Page 99 - chartered by sorrow, and freighted with sighs :— Fading and false is the aspect it wears, As the smiles we put on, just to cover our tears; And the withering thoughts which the world cannot know, Like heart-broken, exiles, lie burning below; Whilst the vessel drives on to that desolate shore Where the dreams of our childhood are vanished and o'er! A
Page 213 - A PERSIAN PRECEPT. BY HERBERT KNOWLES. FORGIVE thy foes;—nor that alone, Their evil deeds with good repay, Fill those with joy who leave thee none, And kiss the hand upraised to slay. So does the fragrant Sandal bow In meek forgiveness to its doom; And o'er the axe, at every blow, Sheds in abundance rich perfume.
Page 122 - in Mecklenburgh, under a beautiful Oak, in a recess of which he had frequently deposited Verses, composed by him while campaigning in its vicinity. The Monument erected to his memory beneath this tree, is of cast iron, and the upper part is wrought into a Lyre and Sword, a favourite emblem of
Page 123 - hers, the gentle girl, beside thee lying, The gentle girl, that bowed her fair young head, When thou wert gone, in silent sorrow dying. Brother ! true friend ! the tender and the brave ! She pined to share thy grave. * The Poems of Korner, which were chiefly devoted to the