Category: Poetry
The Poem begins with the description of an obscure village, and of the pleasing melancholy which it excites on being revisited after a long absence. This mixed sensation is an effect of the Memory. From an effect we naturally ascend to the cause; and the subject proposed is th...
The Memory has hitherto acted only in subservience to the senses, and so far man is not eminently distinguished from other animals: but, with respect to man, she has a higher pr...
14. Chapter 14Still would I speak of Him before I went, Who among us a life of sorrow spent,[q] And, dying, left a world his monument; Still, if the time allow’d! My Hour draws near; But He w...
1. Chapter 1The Poem begins with the description of an obscure village, and of the pleasing melancholy which it excites on being revisited after a long absence. This mixed sensation is an e...
5. Chapter 5Tho’ chang’d my cloth of gold for amice grey—[m] In my spring-time, when every month was May, With hawk and hound I cours’d away the hour, Or sung my roundelay in lady’s bower....
13. Chapter 13Her leaves at length the conscious tamarind clos’d, And from wild sport the marmoset repos’d; Fresh from the lake the breeze of twilight blew, And vast and deep the mountain-sha...
9. Chapter 9What tho’ Despondence reign’d, and wild Affright; Stretch’d in the midst, and, thro’ that dismal night,[y] By his white plume reveal’d and buskins white,[z] Slept ROLDAN. When h...
12. Chapter 12—Then CORA came, the youngest of her race, And in her hands she hid her lovely face; Yet oft by stealth a timid glance she cast, And now with playful step the Mirror pass’d, Eac...
7. Chapter 7Yet who but He undaunted could explore[u] A world of waves—a sea without a shore, Trackless and vast and wild as that reveal’d When round the Ark the birds of tempest wheel’d; W...
4. Chapter 4“What vast foundations in the Abyss are there,[i] As of a former world?[1] Is it not where ATLANTIC kings their barbarous pomp display’d;[j] Sunk into darkness with the realms t...
3. Chapter 3Say who first pass’d the portals of the West, And the great Secret of the Deep possess’d; Who first the standard of his Faith unfurl’d On the dread confines of an unknown World;...
8. Chapter 8War and the Great in War let others sing. Havoc and spoil, and tears and triumphing; The morning-march that flashes to the sun, The feast of vultures when the day is done; And t...
10. Chapter 10Twice in the zenith blaz’d the orb of light; No shade, all sun, insufferably bright! Then the long line found rest[1]—in coral groves Silent and dark, where the sea-lion roves:—...
6. Chapter 6“Ah, why look back, tho’ all is left behind? No sounds of life are stirring in the wind.— And you, ye birds, winging your passage home, How blest ye are!—We know not where we ro...
11. Chapter 11Long on the wave the morning mists repos’d, Then broke—and, melting into light, disclos’d Half-circling hills, whose everlasting woods Sweep with their sable skirts the shadowy...