Poems, Chiefly Sacred, Original and Translated (Volume 2 ) (Paperback)


This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1833. Excerpt: ... LINES, BY THE LATE MR. ALFRED POYNTZ SANDERSON, OF PEMBROKE COLLEGE, OXFORD. Ere yet the hand of death lies cold upon me--Ere yet the clod in hollow murmurs falls Only brother to the author. He died at a very early age, from the effects of the rupture of a blood-vessel, soon after he had begun his residence at Oxford. This pathetic effusion was found amongst his papers, after his decease. It is published on the present occasion, together with several other short pieces to which his name is affixed, with a melancholy satisfaction.--The delicate state of his health, for several years previous to his death, may account, in some measure, for the plaintive tone which pervades his verses. Upon my coffin; grant, 0 pensive Muse O grant one parting lay. Ye fruitless wishes, empty hopes, adieu The bloom of youth, the spring of life is fled--And I, alas To the dark grave am sinking.--I had hoped Some small distinction on my name would wait, While on my lonesome grave Beams the mild sun of Even, and the Morn Gems with its dews the turf that on me lies. O may some svtfeet village maiden Seek my lone bed, and, o'er my fate untimely Drop one soft pitying tear--And the soft village bells, With their sweet music, soothe my last repose. HYMN. O Let us choose the better part, Poor pilgrims in this vale of woe, With willing mind and thankful heart, And life's insidious hopes forego: Like Mary at the Saviour's feet, Fond list'ning to His voice divine; Full glad, like her, the Lord to meet, And pour our anthems at His shrine. NELSON: A FRAGMENT. A JUVENILE PRODUCTION. See raised on high War's wavy banners gleam, Where Nile majestic rolls his hoary stream In awfuhgrandeur, o'er his wastes of sand, And scatters plenty over Egypt's land. What hostile squadrons on his ampl...

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1833. Excerpt: ... LINES, BY THE LATE MR. ALFRED POYNTZ SANDERSON, OF PEMBROKE COLLEGE, OXFORD. Ere yet the hand of death lies cold upon me--Ere yet the clod in hollow murmurs falls Only brother to the author. He died at a very early age, from the effects of the rupture of a blood-vessel, soon after he had begun his residence at Oxford. This pathetic effusion was found amongst his papers, after his decease. It is published on the present occasion, together with several other short pieces to which his name is affixed, with a melancholy satisfaction.--The delicate state of his health, for several years previous to his death, may account, in some measure, for the plaintive tone which pervades his verses. Upon my coffin; grant, 0 pensive Muse O grant one parting lay. Ye fruitless wishes, empty hopes, adieu The bloom of youth, the spring of life is fled--And I, alas To the dark grave am sinking.--I had hoped Some small distinction on my name would wait, While on my lonesome grave Beams the mild sun of Even, and the Morn Gems with its dews the turf that on me lies. O may some svtfeet village maiden Seek my lone bed, and, o'er my fate untimely Drop one soft pitying tear--And the soft village bells, With their sweet music, soothe my last repose. HYMN. O Let us choose the better part, Poor pilgrims in this vale of woe, With willing mind and thankful heart, And life's insidious hopes forego: Like Mary at the Saviour's feet, Fond list'ning to His voice divine; Full glad, like her, the Lord to meet, And pour our anthems at His shrine. NELSON: A FRAGMENT. A JUVENILE PRODUCTION. See raised on high War's wavy banners gleam, Where Nile majestic rolls his hoary stream In awfuhgrandeur, o'er his wastes of sand, And scatters plenty over Egypt's land. What hostile squadrons on his ampl...

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General Books LLC

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United States

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February 2012

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February 2012

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246 x 189 x 2mm (L x W x T)

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Paperback - Trade

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32

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978-1-235-68745-7

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9781235687457

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1-235-68745-7



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