The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, כרך 16J. Johnson, 1810 - 526 עמודים |
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עמוד 18
... grief that will not hear of bounds . But , ah ! such wishes , artless Muse , forbear ; ' Tis impotence of frantic love , Th ' enthusiastic flight of wild despair , To hope the Thracian's magic power to prove . Alas ! thy slender vein ...
... grief that will not hear of bounds . But , ah ! such wishes , artless Muse , forbear ; ' Tis impotence of frantic love , Th ' enthusiastic flight of wild despair , To hope the Thracian's magic power to prove . Alas ! thy slender vein ...
עמוד 34
... grief - attended love Is freed from passion - there we'll celebrate With worthier numbers , him , who is , and was , And in immortal prowess King of Kings Shall be the Monarch of all worlds for ever , ON THE afterwards the subject shall ...
... grief - attended love Is freed from passion - there we'll celebrate With worthier numbers , him , who is , and was , And in immortal prowess King of Kings Shall be the Monarch of all worlds for ever , ON THE afterwards the subject shall ...
עמוד 40
... grief , shall flow In sullen silence silverly along The weeping shores - or else accordant with My loud laments , shall ever and anon Make melancholy music to the shades , The hopland shades , that on her banks expose Serpentine vines ...
... grief , shall flow In sullen silence silverly along The weeping shores - or else accordant with My loud laments , shall ever and anon Make melancholy music to the shades , The hopland shades , that on her banks expose Serpentine vines ...
עמוד 71
... grief , To view th ' immensely - distant Heav'n , My nearest prospect of relief . TO MISS ⭑營 ONE OF THE CHICHESTER GRACES . Written in Goodwood Gardens , September , 1750 . BALLAD X. " YE HILLS that overlook the plains , Where wealth ...
... grief , To view th ' immensely - distant Heav'n , My nearest prospect of relief . TO MISS ⭑營 ONE OF THE CHICHESTER GRACES . Written in Goodwood Gardens , September , 1750 . BALLAD X. " YE HILLS that overlook the plains , Where wealth ...
עמוד 72
... grief , which drowned love . AIR . 66 " Away , " she cry'd , ye swains , be mute , Nor with your odious fruitless suit My loyal thoughts controul ; My grief on resolution's rock Is built , nor can temptation shock The purpose of my soul ...
... grief , which drowned love . AIR . 66 " Away , " she cry'd , ye swains , be mute , Nor with your odious fruitless suit My loyal thoughts controul ; My grief on resolution's rock Is built , nor can temptation shock The purpose of my soul ...
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address'd Adrastus appear'd Argive arms atque Atrides bands bard breast charms chief Cleon Creon crown'd Deiphobus descend Diomed Diomede dire divine dread e'er epic epic poetry Epigoniad ev'n ev'ry eyes fair falchion fame fate fear fight fix'd flame fury gen'rous glory goddess gods grace grief hand heart Heav'n hero hero's honour host immortal Jove king light lofty lord maid malè martial merit mighty mighty hand mind monarch mortal Muse ne'er night numbers nymph o'er Pallas Paul Whitehead Philoctetes plain poem poet pow'r praise princes Pylian quæ rage reddit reply'd resign'd rise round sacred seem'd shade shining shore shou'd sire skies soon soul sov'reign stand stood streams swain sway sweet Theban Thebes thee Theseus thou thro tibi toil tow'rs trembling turn'd Tydeus Tydides Ulysses valiant vengeance vex'd virtue voice warriors WILLIAM WILKIE winds wings wou'd youth
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עמוד 449 - Ye friends to truth, ye statesmen, who survey The rich man's joys increase, the poor's decay, 'Tis yours to judge how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land.
עמוד 448 - The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.
עמוד 79 - Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
עמוד 66 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
עמוד 83 - A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring: There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain. And drinking largely sobers us again.
עמוד 448 - Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all I saw ; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew — I still had hopes — my long vexations past, Here to return, and die at home at last.
עמוד 445 - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And e'en those ills, that round his mansion rise, Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms...
עמוד 448 - And still as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired ; The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out to tire each other down ; The swain mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter titter'd round the place ; The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove...
עמוד 444 - Whatever blooms in torrid tracts appear, Whose bright succession decks the varied year; Whatever sweets salute the northern sky With vernal lives, that blossom but to die; These, here disporting, own the kindred soil, Nor ask luxuriance from the planter's toil; While sea-born gales their gelid wings expand To winnow fragrance round the smiling land.
עמוד 66 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...