Lady's Poetical Magazine, Or Beauties of British Poetry, כרך 2 |
מתוך הספר
עמוד 60
I know not why the beech delights the glade , « With boughs extended and a
rounder shade ; • Whilft tow'ring firs in conick forms arise , • And with a pointed
spear divide the kies : • Nor why , again , the changing oak should shed • The
yearly ...
I know not why the beech delights the glade , « With boughs extended and a
rounder shade ; • Whilft tow'ring firs in conick forms arise , • And with a pointed
spear divide the kies : • Nor why , again , the changing oak should shed • The
yearly ...
עמוד 165
Go , with thy looks of dark design , Sullen , four , and faturnine ; Fly to fome
gloomy shade , nor blot the goodly light ! Thy planet was remote when I was born
; ' Twas Mercury that ruld thy natal morn . What time the fun exerts his genial ray ,
And ...
Go , with thy looks of dark design , Sullen , four , and faturnine ; Fly to fome
gloomy shade , nor blot the goodly light ! Thy planet was remote when I was born
; ' Twas Mercury that ruld thy natal morn . What time the fun exerts his genial ray ,
And ...
עמוד 357
When Albion rul'd the land , whose lineage came From Neptune mingling with a
mortal dame , Their midnight pranks the sprightly fairies play'd On ev'ry hill , and
danc'd in ev'ry shade . But , foes to sunshine , most they took delight In dells and
...
When Albion rul'd the land , whose lineage came From Neptune mingling with a
mortal dame , Their midnight pranks the sprightly fairies play'd On ev'ry hill , and
danc'd in ev'ry shade . But , foes to sunshine , most they took delight In dells and
...
עמוד 361
I • Bless'd be the hour , when firft I was convey'd , • An infant captive , to this
blissful shade ! • And bless'd the hand that did my form refine , • And shrunk my
ftature to a match with thine ! Glad , I for thee renounce my royal bifth , And all the
giant ...
I • Bless'd be the hour , when firft I was convey'd , • An infant captive , to this
blissful shade ! • And bless'd the hand that did my form refine , • And shrunk my
ftature to a match with thine ! Glad , I for thee renounce my royal bifth , And all the
giant ...
עמוד 419
7 Thro ' Time's deep shades her sacred light display , And pour the beam of
Fame's eternal day . Queen of sweet numbers and melodious strains , If yet thou
deign to visit Britain's plains ; If yet thy hallow'd haunts partake thy love , Clear
spring ...
7 Thro ' Time's deep shades her sacred light display , And pour the beam of
Fame's eternal day . Queen of sweet numbers and melodious strains , If yet thou
deign to visit Britain's plains ; If yet thy hallow'd haunts partake thy love , Clear
spring ...
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לא מצאנו ביקורות במקומות הרגילים
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
appear arms beauty beneath breaſt breath bright charms court dear death delight earth ev'ry eyes face fair fall fame fate fear feel fields fighs fight fire firſt flame flow force grace grief grove hand head hear heart Heav'n hills honour hope hour human it's kind king land laſt laws leave light live look maid mind morn mourn muſt Nature night o'er once pain paſſion peace plain pleaſure pow'r praiſe pride race rage riſe round ſcenes ſee ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhould ſmiles ſome ſon ſoul ſpread ſtate ſtill ſtream ſuch ſweet tears tell thee theſe thoſe thou thought thouſand thro toil train truth turns vain various virtue voice wealth whoſe wild wind woods wretch youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 273 - His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand ; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
עמוד 16 - Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe. If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way...
עמוד 160 - But ah ! what pen his piteous plight may trace ? Or what device his loud laments explain? The form uncouth of his disguised face ? The pallid hue that dyes his looks amain ? The plenteous shower that does his cheek distain...
עמוד 414 - What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw ; The hungry sheep look up and are not fed, But swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly and foul contagion spread; Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once and smite no more.
עמוד 217 - Without a vain, without a grudging heart, To him who gives us all, I yield a part ; From him you come, for him accept it here, A frank and sober, more than costly cheer.
עמוד 272 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain, Unconquer'd lord of pleasure and of pain ; No joys to him pacific...
עמוד 15 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This teach me more than hell to shun, That more than heaven pursue.
עמוד 415 - There entertain him all the saints above In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing, in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
עמוד 448 - Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more.
עמוד 268 - The robes of pleasure and the veils of woe: All aid the farce, and all thy mirth maintain, Whose joys are causeless, or whose griefs are vain. Such was the scorn that...