The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, כרך 13J. Johnson, 1810 - 612 עמודים |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 100
עמוד v
... Heaven .............. Felicity above ... God's Dominion and Decrees Self - Consecration ....... The Creator and ... Heaven in Sickness ib . The universal Hallelujah .. ib . The Atheist's Mistake . 27 ib . Death and Eternity . The Law ...
... Heaven .............. Felicity above ... God's Dominion and Decrees Self - Consecration ....... The Creator and ... Heaven in Sickness ib . The universal Hallelujah .. ib . The Atheist's Mistake . 27 ib . Death and Eternity . The Law ...
עמוד 9
... heaven - born Muse ! that , with celestial flame , And high seraphic numbers , durst attempt To gain thy native skies . No common theme Merits thy thought , self - conscious of a soul Superior , though on Earth detain'd awhile ; Like ...
... heaven - born Muse ! that , with celestial flame , And high seraphic numbers , durst attempt To gain thy native skies . No common theme Merits thy thought , self - conscious of a soul Superior , though on Earth detain'd awhile ; Like ...
עמוד 10
... Heaven , and laugh at Hell ; To dress - up Vice in false delusive charms , And with gay colours paint her hideous face , ' Leading besotted souls through flowery paths , In gaudy dreams , and vain fantastic joys , To dismal scenes of ...
... Heaven , and laugh at Hell ; To dress - up Vice in false delusive charms , And with gay colours paint her hideous face , ' Leading besotted souls through flowery paths , In gaudy dreams , and vain fantastic joys , To dismal scenes of ...
עמוד 13
... Heaven , should have so far lost the memory of its birth - place , as to be engaged in the interests of Hell . How unhappily is it perverted from its most glorious design ! How basely has it been driven away from its proper station in ...
... Heaven , should have so far lost the memory of its birth - place , as to be engaged in the interests of Hell . How unhappily is it perverted from its most glorious design ! How basely has it been driven away from its proper station in ...
עמוד 14
... heavens drop , and the mountains dissolve from before the Lord . They fought from heaven , the stars in their courses fought against Sisera : when the river of Kishon swept them away , that ancient river , the river Kishon . O my soul ...
... heavens drop , and the mountains dissolve from before the Lord . They fought from heaven , the stars in their courses fought against Sisera : when the river of Kishon swept them away , that ancient river , the river Kishon . O my soul ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
angels ANTISTROPHE Aristagoras art thou beauty behold beneath bless blest bliss boast breast breath bright Camarina charms dark dear death deep delight divine dreadful e'en Earth ECLOGUE EPODE Ergoteles eternal eyes fair fame fate fear fire flame flowers fond genius glory grace grief Grongar Hill grove hand happy heart Heaven heavenly honour immortal king labour Lord Lorenzo lov'd lyre maid mighty mind mortal mourn Muse Nature Nature's ne'er night Night Thoughts numbers nymph o'er pain passion peace Pelops Pindar plain pleasure poem poet praise pride proud rage reign rise round sacred scene seraphic shade shine shore sing skies smile soft song soul sound strain stream STROPHE swain sweet swell tears tempest terrour thee thine thou thought throne thunder Tlepolemus toil truth vale verse virtue WILLIAM SHENSTONE wind wings youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 419 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
עמוד 419 - Of man's miraculous mistakes, this bears The palm, " That all men are about to live," For ever on the brink of being born. All pay themselves the compliment to think They one day shall not drivel : and their pride On this reversion takes up ready praise ; At least, their own ; their future selves...
עמוד 95 - Just such is the Christian ; his course he begins, Like the sun in a mist, when he mourns for his sins, And melts into tears ; then he breaks out and shines, And travels his heavenly way : But when he comes nearer to finish his race, Like a fine setting sun, he looks richer in grace, And gives a sure hope, at the end of his days, Of rising in brighter array.
עמוד 204 - But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best ; They would have thought who heard the strain They saw, in Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing...
עמוד 221 - Wide and wider spreads the vale As circles on a smooth canal ; The mountains round (unhappy fate !) Sooner or later, of all height, Withdraw their summits from the skies, And lessen as the others...
עמוד 203 - Madness ruled the hour) Would prove his own expressive power. First Fear his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewilder'd laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made.
עמוד 416 - TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles; the wretched he forsakes; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear.
עמוד 222 - Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view! The fountain's fall, the river's flow, The woody valleys warm and low; The windy summit, wild and high, Roughly rushing on the sky! The pleasant seat, the ruin'd tower, The naked rock, the shady bower; The town and village, dome and farm, Each give each a double charm, As pearls upon an Ethiop's arm.
עמוד 379 - The love of praise, howe'er concealed by art, Reigns, more or less, and glows in every heart ; The proud to gain it, toils on toils endure ; The modest shun it, but to make it sure.
עמוד 202 - Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises 'midst the twilight path, Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum, — Now teach me, Maid composed ! To breathe some soften'd strain : Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale, May not unseemly with its stillness suit, As, musing slow, I hail Thy genial loved return.