The works of the poets of Great Britain and Ireland. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, כרך 71804 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 100
עמוד 8
... hear her speak : For the had words of fuch a fort , That though he knew no reason for't , Would make a man of fenfe run mád , And rifle him of all he had ; And that she'd rob the whole community , If ever the had opportunity . The pris ...
... hear her speak : For the had words of fuch a fort , That though he knew no reason for't , Would make a man of fenfe run mád , And rifle him of all he had ; And that she'd rob the whole community , If ever the had opportunity . The pris ...
עמוד 20
... hear the parent ! hear the wife ! That life , thou leadeft from above , Though little , make it large in love . O bid my feeling heart expand To every claim , on every hand ; To thofe , from whom my days I drew , To thefe , in whom ...
... hear the parent ! hear the wife ! That life , thou leadeft from above , Though little , make it large in love . O bid my feeling heart expand To every claim , on every hand ; To thofe , from whom my days I drew , To thefe , in whom ...
עמוד 28
... hear the Lover and the Friend . Fear not the poet's flatt'ring ftrain ; No idle praise my verse shall stain ; The lowly numbers fhall impart The faithful dictates of my heart , Nor humble modesty offend , And part the Lover from the ...
... hear the Lover and the Friend . Fear not the poet's flatt'ring ftrain ; No idle praise my verse shall stain ; The lowly numbers fhall impart The faithful dictates of my heart , Nor humble modesty offend , And part the Lover from the ...
עמוד 32
... hear her below ! But say not ' tis love , for I anfwer no , no . III . She fings me a fong , and I echo each strain , Again I cry , Jenny ! fweet Jenny , again ! I kifs her foft lips , as if there I could grow , And fear I'm in love ...
... hear her below ! But say not ' tis love , for I anfwer no , no . III . She fings me a fong , and I echo each strain , Again I cry , Jenny ! fweet Jenny , again ! I kifs her foft lips , as if there I could grow , And fear I'm in love ...
עמוד 33
... hear the kind call , and obey , Oh , Collin receive me , the cry'd ! Then breathing a groan o'er his clay , She hung on his tomb - stone and dy'd . SONG THE I. TWELFTH . OR a fhape and a bloom , and an air and a FOR mien , Myrtilla was ...
... hear the kind call , and obey , Oh , Collin receive me , the cry'd ! Then breathing a groan o'er his clay , She hung on his tomb - stone and dy'd . SONG THE I. TWELFTH . OR a fhape and a bloom , and an air and a FOR mien , Myrtilla was ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Amyntor beauty behold beneath bleft blifs bloom bofom breaft charms defire diftant DIONE ECLOGUE erft ev'n eyes FABLE facred fafe faid fair fame fate fcene fcorn fecret feek feen fenfe fhade fhall fhepherd fhine fhore fhould fide figh fing fire firft fkies flain flame fleep fmile foft fome fong fons foon forrow foul fpread fpring ftill ftream fuch fure fwain fweet fwell grace grove guife hand heart heaven honour hour juft laft lefs loft lov'd LYCIDAS lyre maid mind Mufe muft muſt ne'er numbers nymph o'er paffion pain PARTHENIA plain pleafing pleaſe pleaſure praife praiſe pride rage reafon reft rife rofe round ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſky ſtate ſweet tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou toil tongue train Twas vale vex'd virtue whofe whoſe youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 278 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
עמוד 276 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
עמוד 281 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that...
עמוד 60 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
עמוד 278 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
עמוד 279 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
עמוד 278 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the Moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
עמוד 282 - Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a...
עמוד 278 - To thee he gave the heavenly birth, And bade to form her infant mind. Stern rugged Nurse ! thy rigid lore With patience many a year she bore : What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know, And from her own she learn'd to melt at others
עמוד 68 - The royal lover bore her from the plain ; Yet still her crook and bleating flock remain: Oft, as she went, she backward turn'd her view, And bade that crook and bleating flock adieu. Fair, happy maid ! to other...