The Works of the English Poets: HughesSamuel Johnson H. Hughs, 1779 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 11
עמוד 18
... feems a mighty fnake , whofe fhining pride Does through the meads in finuous volumes glide . Ah , charming ifle ! faireft of all the main ! Too long thou doft my willing eye detain . For fee a hero on the adverfe ftrand ! And , lo ! a ...
... feems a mighty fnake , whofe fhining pride Does through the meads in finuous volumes glide . Ah , charming ifle ! faireft of all the main ! Too long thou doft my willing eye detain . For fee a hero on the adverfe ftrand ! And , lo ! a ...
עמוד 22
... feems to strive , And the carv'd figures almost breathe and live ; The painted altar , glorious to behold , Shines with delightful blue , and dazzling gold . Here first th ' illuftrious three , of heavenly race , Religion , Liberty ...
... feems to strive , And the carv'd figures almost breathe and live ; The painted altar , glorious to behold , Shines with delightful blue , and dazzling gold . Here first th ' illuftrious three , of heavenly race , Religion , Liberty ...
עמוד 84
... feems in pleasure to have form'd so fair ! 25 From whofe gay plumes ev'n Phœbus with delight Sees his own rays reflected doubly bright ! Though numerous rivals of the wing there be That share our praife , when not compar'd to thee ...
... feems in pleasure to have form'd so fair ! 25 From whofe gay plumes ev'n Phœbus with delight Sees his own rays reflected doubly bright ! Though numerous rivals of the wing there be That share our praife , when not compar'd to thee ...
עמוד 113
... feems to be the only one that can now properly be called Lyricks . It cannot but be obferved on this occafion , that fince Poetry and Musick are so nearly allied , it is a misfortune that thofe who excel in one , are often per- fect ...
... feems to be the only one that can now properly be called Lyricks . It cannot but be obferved on this occafion , that fince Poetry and Musick are so nearly allied , it is a misfortune that thofe who excel in one , are often per- fect ...
עמוד 114
... feems a little to want explaining , and that is the Recitative Mufic , which many people hear with- out pleasure , the reafon of which is , perhaps , that they have a mistaken notion of it . They are ac- customed to think that all Music ...
... feems a little to want explaining , and that is the Recitative Mufic , which many people hear with- out pleasure , the reafon of which is , perhaps , that they have a mistaken notion of it . They are ac- customed to think that all Music ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Apollo APOLLO AND DAPHNE arms beauteous beauty Behold Belgia bleffings bleft breaſt bright Cæfar CANTATA cauſe charms crouds crown'd Cupid Daphne darts defire Doft thou ELECTRA ev'n eyes facred faid fair fame fate fcene fecure feems ferene fhall fhining fhore fide fighs fight filent fing fire firft firſt fkies flain flame flaves fleeping flow flowing tears fmiling foes foft fome fong foon foul fpring ftill ftrain ftreams fuch fudden fword glory goddeſs grace grove happy hear heart Heaven heavenly himſelf honours immortal inſpire laft lefs Love lyre maid Mufe Mufic Muſe ne'er numbers nymph o'er pain Peneus plains pleas'd pleaſure Pothinus praiſe pride rais'd raiſe RECITATIVE reft rife ſcene ſeen ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhore ſhould ſkies ſkill ſky ſmile ſpread ſtate thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thouſand tranſport triumphs Venus verfe voice whofe
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 177 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain : Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
עמוד 174 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure ; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
עמוד 251 - As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
עמוד 178 - Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And like another Helen fired another Troy ! Thus long ago, Ere heaving bellows learned to blow, While organs yet were mute, Timotheus, to his breathing flute And sounding lyre, Could swell the soul to rage or kindle soft desire. At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame...
עמוד 178 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With nature's mother- wit, and arts unknown before.
עמוד 173 - With flying fingers touched the lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky, And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove, Who left his blissful seats above, (Such is the power of mighty love.) A dragon's fiery form belied the god : Sublime on radiant spires he rode, When he to fair Olympia...
עמוד 176 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
עמוד 175 - The mighty mafter fmil'd to fee That love was in the next degree; 'Twas but a kindred found to move, For pity melts the mind to love.
עמוד 251 - And bring all heav'n before mine eyes. And may at laft my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mofly cell, Where I may fit and rightly fpell 170 Of every ftar that heav'n doth mew, And every herb that fips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To fomething like prophetic ftrain.
עמוד 172 - In flow'r of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair. CHORUS Happy...