The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 27
עמוד 19
... will for ever maintain a respectable , though subor- dinate , rank among the greater works of the British Muse . Of the minor poems of Cowper it is scarcely ne- cessary to speak . Many of them are unworthy of THE LIFE OF COWPER . 19.
... will for ever maintain a respectable , though subor- dinate , rank among the greater works of the British Muse . Of the minor poems of Cowper it is scarcely ne- cessary to speak . Many of them are unworthy of THE LIFE OF COWPER . 19.
עמוד 21
... never meant the rule should be applied To him that fights with justice on his side . Let laurels , drench'd in pure Parnassian dews , Reward his memory , dear to every Muse , Who , with a courage of unshaken root , In C 2 Table Talk.
... never meant the rule should be applied To him that fights with justice on his side . Let laurels , drench'd in pure Parnassian dews , Reward his memory , dear to every Muse , Who , with a courage of unshaken root , In C 2 Table Talk.
עמוד 30
... muse , his passion , and his theme ; Genius is thine , and thou art Fancy's nurse ; Lost without thee the ' ennobling powers of verse ; Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires . Place me ...
... muse , his passion , and his theme ; Genius is thine , and thou art Fancy's nurse ; Lost without thee the ' ennobling powers of verse ; Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires . Place me ...
עמוד 35
... Muse imparts , and can command the lyre , Acts with a force , and kindles with a zeal , Whate'er the theme , that others never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender sympathy pervades the frame , She pours a ...
... Muse imparts , and can command the lyre , Acts with a force , and kindles with a zeal , Whate'er the theme , that others never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender sympathy pervades the frame , She pours a ...
עמוד 37
... Muse to such a theme , The fruit of all her labour is whipp'd cream . As if an eagle flew aloft , and then— Stoop'd from its highest pitch to pounce a wren . As if the poet , purposing to wed , Should carve himself a wife in gingerbread ...
... Muse to such a theme , The fruit of all her labour is whipp'd cream . As if an eagle flew aloft , and then— Stoop'd from its highest pitch to pounce a wren . As if the poet , purposing to wed , Should carve himself a wife in gingerbread ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
beams beneath bids bless'd bliss blooming groves boast BODHAM breast breath call'd charms Cowper dear declension deeds delight design'd divine dream Druid e'en earth Eartham Edmonton endless love eyes fair fancy fear feel fill'd fire flowers folly fools form'd frown Gilpin give glory God's grace hand happy heart Heaven heavenly hope hour John Gilpin labour land learn'd light lust lyre mankind mind morris-dance Muse Nature never o'er Olney once Parnassian pass'd peace pharisee pleasure poet poet's praise pride prize proud prove racter sacred scene scorn scorn'd Scripture seem'd shine sight skies smile song SONNET sorrow soul sound Stamp'd stand stream sweet taste tears telescopic eye thee theme thine thou hast thought thousand toil tongue trifler truth Twas Unwin verse virtue waste whate'er wild WILLIAM COWPER wisdom zeal
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 262 - Stop thief! stop thief! — a highwayman! Not one of them was mute; And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before That Gilpin rode a race.
עמוד 187 - I praise the Frenchman,* his remark was shrewd — How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude ! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper— solitude is sweet.
עמוד 196 - I would not trust my heart: the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might.— But no : what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.
עמוד 259 - Inclined to tarry there ! For why? — his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew. Shot by an archer strong; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song.
עמוד 209 - WHEN the British warrior queen, Bleeding from the Roman rods, Sought, with' an indignant mien, Counsel of her country's gods, Sage beneath the spreading oak Sat the Druid, hoary chief; Every burning word he spoke Full of rage and full of grief.
עמוד 227 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more ; My Mary...
עמוד 195 - Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were her own ; And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief. Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn' d that thou wast dead. Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unfelt, a kiss...
עמוד 218 - THE poplars are felled; farewell to the shade And the whispering sound of the cool colonnade; The winds play no longer and sing in the leaves, Nor Ouse on his bosom their image receives.
עמוד 62 - Oh, how unlike the complex works of man, Heaven's easy, artless, unencumber'd plan ! No meretricious graces to beguile, No clustering ornaments to clog the pile ; From ostentation as from weakness free, It stands like the cerulean arch we see, Majestic in its own simplicity. Inscribed above the portal, from afar Conspicuous as the brightness of a star, Legible only by the light they give, Stand the soul-quickening words — BELIEVE, AND LIVE.
עמוד 166 - Contrivance intricate, expressed with ease, Where unassisted sight no beauty sees, The shapely limb and lubricated joint, Within the small dimensions of a point, Muscle and nerve miraculously spun, His mighty work who speaks and it is done, The Invisible in things scarce seen revealed,* To whom an atom is an ample field...