The Works of Walter Savage Landor, Volume 2

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E. Moxon, 1846 - 676 pages
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Page 61 - To adore the Conqueror? who now beholds Cherub and seraph rolling in the flood With scattered arms and ensigns, till anon His swift pursuers from heaven-gates discern The advantage, and descending, tread us down Thus drooping, or with linked thunderbolts Transfix us to the bottom of this gulf? Awake, arise, or be for ever fall'n...
Page 479 - But I have sinuous shells of pearly hue Within, and they that lustre have imbibed In the sun's palace-porch, where when unyoked His chariot-wheel stands midway in the wave : Shake one and it awakens, then apply Its polisht lips to your attentive ear, And it remembers its august abodes, And murmurs as the ocean murmurs there.
Page 59 - Imbrowned the noontide bowers : thus was this place A happy rural seat of various view ; Groves whose rich trees wept odorous gums and balm ; Others whose fruit...
Page 64 - My drowsed sense, untroubled, though I thought I then was passing to my former state Insensible, and forthwith to dissolve...
Page 128 - For verily I say unto you, Till heaven and earth pass, one jot or one tittle shall in nowise pass from the law, till all be fulfilled.
Page 64 - Of happiness, or not? who am alone From all eternity, for none I know Second to me, or like, equal much less. How have I, then, with whom to hold converse Save with the creatures which I made, and those To me inferior, infinite descents Beneath what other creatures are to thee?
Page 260 - I waste for him my breath Who wasted his for me : but mine returns, And this lorn bosom burns With stifling heat, heaving it up in sleep, And waking me to weep Tears that had melted his soft heart : for years Wept he as bitter tears. Merciful God! such was his latest prayer, These may she never share...
Page 59 - For contemplation he and valour formed, For softness she and sweet attractive grace...
Page 60 - All things to man's delightful use ; the roof Of thickest covert was inwoven shade Laurel and myrtle, and what higher grew Of firm and fragrant leaf; on either side Acanthus, and each odorous bushy shrub Fenced up the verdant wall ; each beauteous flower. Iris all hues, roses, and jessamine...
Page 58 - A pillar of state; deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat and public care; And princely counsel in his face yet shone, Majestic though in ruin: sage he stood, With Atlantean shoulders fit to bear The weight of mightiest monarchies; his look Drew audience and attention still as night Or summer's noontide air...

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