Miscellaneous Poems: On Moral and Religious Subjects

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Wm. E. Norman, 1811 - New York (State) - 180 pages
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Page 2 - District, has deposited in this office the title of a book, the right whereof he claims as proprietor, in the words following, to wit : " THE CHILD'S BOTANY," In conformity to the act of the Congress of the United States, entitled, " An act for the encouragement of learning by securing the copies of maps, charts, and books to the authors and proprietors of such copies, during the times therein mentioned...
Page 174 - WHEN Spring begems the dewy scene, How sweet to walk the velvet green, And hear the Zephyr's languid sighs, As o'er the scented mead he flies ! How sweet to mark the pouting vine, Ready to fall in tears of wine ; And with the maid, whose every sigh Is love and bliss, entranced to lie Where the embowering branches meet — Oh ! is not this divinely sweet? ODE XLII.
Page 173 - How I love the festive boy, Tripping wild the dance of joy! How I love the mellow sage, Smiling through the veil of age ! And whene'er this man of years In the dance of joy appears, Age is on his temples hung, But his heart — his heart is young ! ODE XL.
Page 180 - SPIRIT of Love, whose tresses shine Along the breeze, in golden twine ; Come, within a fragrant cloud. Blushing with light, thy votary shroud ; And, on those wings that sparkling play, Waft, oh, waft me hence away ! Love ! my soul is full of thee, Alive to all thy luxury. But she, the nymph for whom I glow, The pretty Lesbian, mocks my woe ; Smiles at the hoar and...
Page 15 - tis the ruler of the hosts on high : Some trivial exercise of power divine, For purposes — to him best known — but wise, For wisdom is the daughter of Divinity...
Page 30 - Lost in clouds, in tempests tost,". Anxious hopes some friendly coast, Which shall calm and shelter give. Where he peacefully may live : But the coast that I have found, It not common earthly ground ; His is mortal, mine's eternal, His is barren, mine is Heaven!
Page 124 - Perchanc'd against a rock to bounce With force as if with sudden pounce He'd lighted on a timid hare That fleetly wingM the nether air.
Page 15 - See it blackens ! Clouds roll in dark magnificence, And Gothick grandeur mounts — As if some spirit, from the nether dell Of Chaos, having torn the volving fragments...
Page 36 - O'ER fields of green the flocks arc spread, The oak extends its sylvan shade, The root puts forth its tender blade And says 'tis May.
Page 144 - OH see those fair celestial heights, How bright they shine, how glorious glow, They shine, oh ye who act aright, They glow, oh Christians, but for you ! OJV SEEING J PJSSING VESSEL.

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