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" SWEET MEMORY, wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail, To view the fairy-haunts of long-lost hours, Blest with far greener shades, far fresher flowers. Ages and climes remote to Thee impart What charms in Genius and refines... "
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Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Falconer ...

John Aikin, John Frost - 1838 - 752 trang
...conjecture that superior beings are blest with a nobler exercise of this faculty. SWEET Memory, wafted hy ure, too, W fairy haunts of long-lost hours, Blest with far greener shades, far fresher flowers. Ages and climes...

Poems

Samuel Rogers - 1839 - 60 trang
...pleased only with a review of the bright« passages of life. Events, the most distressing in theii immediate consequences, are often cherished in remembrance...up the stream of Time I turn my sail, To view the fairy haunts of long-lost hours, Blest with far greener shades, far fresher flowers. Ages and climes...

Poems

Samuel Rogers - 1839 - 606 trang
...beings are blest with a nobler exercise of this faculty. SWEET MEMORY, wafted by thy gentle gale, ; up the stream of Time I turn my sail, |To view the...fresher flowers. Ages and climes remote to Thee impart at charms in Genius, and refines in Art ; e, in whose hands the keys of Science dwell, ! pensive portress...

Literary Leaves, Tập 1

David Lester Richardson - 1840 - 354 trang
...the memory is the receptacle and sheath of all science." Rogers has paid it a similar compliment. " Ages and climes remote to thee impart What charms in genius and refines in art ; Thee, in whose hands the keys of science dwell, The pensive Portress of her holy cell." * Pope himself had an excellent...

Literary leaves, or, Prose and verse: chiefly written in India, Tập 1-2

David Lester Richardson - 1840 - 714 trang
...the memory is the receptacle and sheath of all science." Rogers has paid it a similar compliment. " Ages and climes remote to thee impart What charms in genius and refines in art ; Thee, in whose hands the keys of science dwell, The pensive Portress of her holy cell." • Pope himself had an excellent...

The Poems of the Pleasures: Consisting of The Pleasures of Imagination, by ...

1841 - 358 trang
...exercise of this faculty. THE PLEASURES OF MEMORY. PART II. Dele cose custode, e dispensiera. — Tasso. SWEET MEMORY, wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the stream of time I turn my sail, To view the fairy haunts of long-lost hours, Blest with far greener shades, far fresher flowers. Ages and climes...

The Poetical Works of Rogers, Campbell, J. Montgomery, Lamb, and Kirke White ...

Samuel Rogers - 1843 - 516 trang
...relates ta man and the animal world, the Poem concludes wilt a conjecture that superior beings ore blest with a nobler exercise of this faculty. SWEET...sail, To view the fairy-haunts of long-lost hours, Bleat with far greener shades, fur fresher flowers. Ages and climes remote to Thee impart What charms...

Poems

Samuel Rogers - 1845 - 340 trang
...compound or transpose, augment or diminish the materials which she has collected and still retains. When the first emotions of despair have subsided and...charms in Genius and refines in Art ; Thee, in whose hands the keys of Science dwell, The pensive portress of her holy cell ; Whose constant vigils chase...

Jane Bouverie; Or, Prosperity and Adversity

Catherine Sinclair - 1846 - 338 trang
...therefore, I lent an inattentive ear, and left him to prepare for returning to the duties of home. Sweet Memory, wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the...long-lost hours Blest with far greener shades, far sweeter flowers. ROGERS. CHAPTER XI. 'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark Our coming, and look...

North American First Class Reader: The Sixth Book of Tower's Series for ...

David Bates Tower - 1853 - 444 trang
...reason with them about matters of religion, appear perfectly stupid. Joan LOCKS 15. Pleasures of Memory. SWEET Memory ! wafted by thy gentle gale. Oft up the stream of time I turn my sail To view the haunts of long-lost hours, Blessed with far greener shades, far fresher bowers. When joy's bright sun...




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