The British Poets: Including Translations ...

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C. Whittingham, 1822
 

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עמוד 140 - Paean's son, unwonted erst to tears, Wept o'er his wound: alike each rolling light Of heaven he watched, and blamed its lingering flight; By day the sea-mew screaming round his cave Drove slumber from his eyes; the chiding wave And savage bowlings chased his dreams by night.
עמוד 95 - I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation ; nor the musician's, which is fantastical ; nor the courtier's, which is proud ; nor the soldier's, which is ambitious ; nor the lawyer's, which is politic ; nor the lady's, which is nice ; nor the lover's, which is all these; but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects; and, indeed, the sundry contemplation of my travels ; which, by often rumination, wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
עמוד 138 - Oppressor's iron scourge to mourn To mourn, but not to murmur at his wrong! Yet when their last late evening shall decline...
עמוד 204 - Moans in his lifted locks ; — thou, NIGHT ! the while Dost listen to his sad harp's wild complaint, Mother of shadows ! — as to thee he pours The broken strain, and plaintively deplores The fall of Druid fame — Hark, murmurs faint Breathe on the wavy air ! and now more loud Swells the deep dirge accustom'd to complain Of holy rites unpaid, and of the crowd Whose careless steps these sacred haunts profane.
עמוד 136 - Not for thy Gothic Trumpet's martial rage, Not for thy Latian Bays, [| nor that 'twas thine-* The Tuscan's rugged period to refine, Nor yet, Boccaccio, that thy faithful page-* Reflects the genuine manners of thy Age, Nor that, enliven'd at thy sprightlier style, Pale Sorrow's Victims smooth the brow, and smile ; For nought of worth like this, immortal Sage, 1 Mason is able to lay the blame for this on Milton, who, in translating Horace, Ode V, Book I, has ' Plain in thy neatness '. ' Sonnet XII,...
עמוד 95 - ... nor the lawyer's, which is politic, nor the lady's, which is nice, nor the lover's, which is all these : but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects...
עמוד 185 - Whilst the gay thrush sings loud from covert dim; But when pale Winter lights the social fire, And meads with slime are sprent, and ways with mire, Thou...
עמוד 63 - Amour timide. If in that breast, so good, so pure, Compassion ever lov'd to dwell, Pity the sorrows I endure ; The cause — I must not, dare not tell. The grief that on my quiet preys — * That rends my heart — that checks my tongue, — I fear will last me all my days, But feel it will not last me long.
עמוד 193 - ON A WET SUMMER. ALL ye who far from town, in rural hall, Like me, were wont to dwell near pleasant field, Enjoying all the sunny day did yield, With me the change lament, in irksome thrall, By rains incessant held ; for now no call From early swain invites my hand to wield The scythe ; in parlour dim I sit...
עמוד 89 - Despair upon his languid smile was seen ! Yet Resignation, musing on the grave, (When now no hope could cheer, no pity save), And Virtue, that scarce felt its fate severe, And pale Affection, dropping soft a tear 10 For friends beloved, from whom she soon must part, Breathed a sad solace on his aching heart.

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