Roach's Beauties of the Modern Poets of Great Britain: Carefully Selected and Arranged in Six VolumesJ. Roach, 1792 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 31
עמוד 21
... dear man She drops ! whilft bufy meddling memory , In barbarous fucceffion , mufters up The paft endearments of their fofter hours , Tenacious of its theme . Still , ftill she thinks She fees him , and indulging the fond thought , Still ...
... dear man She drops ! whilft bufy meddling memory , In barbarous fucceffion , mufters up The paft endearments of their fofter hours , Tenacious of its theme . Still , ftill she thinks She fees him , and indulging the fond thought , Still ...
עמוד 27
... of our kind ; The Grave gainfays the fmooth complexion'd flatt'ry , And with blunt truth acquaints us what we are . Job xvii . 14 . + See the rich man's dream . C 2 Beau Beauty ! thou pretty play - thing ! dear deceit [ 27 ]
... of our kind ; The Grave gainfays the fmooth complexion'd flatt'ry , And with blunt truth acquaints us what we are . Job xvii . 14 . + See the rich man's dream . C 2 Beau Beauty ! thou pretty play - thing ! dear deceit [ 27 ]
עמוד 28
... dear deceit ! That fleals fo foftly o'er the ftripling's heart , And gives it a new pulfe unknown before ; The Grave difcredits thee * : thy charms expung'd , Thy rofes faded , and thy lilies foil'd , What haft thou more to boast of ...
... dear deceit ! That fleals fo foftly o'er the ftripling's heart , And gives it a new pulfe unknown before ; The Grave difcredits thee * : thy charms expung'd , Thy rofes faded , and thy lilies foil'd , What haft thou more to boast of ...
עמוד 18
... dear - bought Truth , That Happiness is but the Dream of Youth : State Omnia vincit veritas , is a proverb founded upon tong experience , and cannot be controverted , however fome may wish to bute it . Error may deceive but truth cannot ...
... dear - bought Truth , That Happiness is but the Dream of Youth : State Omnia vincit veritas , is a proverb founded upon tong experience , and cannot be controverted , however fome may wish to bute it . Error may deceive but truth cannot ...
עמוד 30
... dear ; 6 My charmer , turn to fee Thy own , thy long - loft Edwin here , Reflor'd to love and thee . Thus let me hold thee to my heart , And every care refign : And fhall we never , never part , My life my all that's mine ! No , never ...
... dear ; 6 My charmer , turn to fee Thy own , thy long - loft Edwin here , Reflor'd to love and thee . Thus let me hold thee to my heart , And every care refign : And fhall we never , never part , My life my all that's mine ! No , never ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Abelard arms beauteous befide Bertram bleffings blefs'd bleft blifs bofom breaft BRINKBURN Priory caft charms clofe dæmon death defire diff'rent duft Emma Emma's ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fair falfe fame fate fear fecret feek fhade fhall fhare fhine fhould fide fighs filence firft fkies flame fleep fmiling foft folemn fome fond fons foon forrow foul fpread frike ftands ftate fteps ftill ftream fuch fwain fweet grave guife heart Heaven Henry Hermit juft laft lefs loft lord lov'd maid manfion mankind mind mofs muft muſt ne'er night Northumberland Nut-brown Maid o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH paffion pain PERCY pleaſure pow'r praife pray'r pride raiſe Reafon reft rife rofe round tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thro toil tomb truth uſe virtue wand'ring Warkworth wealth weep Whilft whofe wretch young youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 55 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave. Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
עמוד 58 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
עמוד 14 - And while he sinks, without one arm to save, The country blooms — a garden and a grave. Where then, ah! where, shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride? If to some common's...
עמוד 2 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
עמוד 16 - Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore ; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day ; Those matted woods where birds forget to sing, But silent bats in drowsy clusters cling...
עמוד 60 - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
עמוד 5 - I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose : I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw...
עמוד 24 - Now sunk the sun ; the closing hour of day Came onward, mantled o'er with sober...
עמוד 38 - While low delights, succeeding fast behind, In happier meanness occupy the mind: As in those domes, where...
עמוד 54 - Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.