The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, כרכים 29-31Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 31
עמוד 36
... spring and fource of all my forrows come ; " With gifts , to court mine and my country's bane , " And kifs thofe hands which have my children flain . " He fpake.- Now fadnefs o'er Achilles ' face appears , Priam he views , and for is ...
... spring and fource of all my forrows come ; " With gifts , to court mine and my country's bane , " And kifs thofe hands which have my children flain . " He fpake.- Now fadnefs o'er Achilles ' face appears , Priam he views , and for is ...
עמוד 95
... spring restor❜d ? " Can all the rains that fall from weeping skies , " Unlock the tomb where my Amyntas lies ? " No , never ! never ! --- Say then , rigid earth , What is to me thy everlasting dearth ? " Though never flower again its ...
... spring restor❜d ? " Can all the rains that fall from weeping skies , " Unlock the tomb where my Amyntas lies ? " No , never ! never ! --- Say then , rigid earth , What is to me thy everlasting dearth ? " Though never flower again its ...
עמוד 120
... spring ; Yet , let me warn you , that , through no neglect , You let your teeth difclofe the leaft defect . You know the use of white to make you fair , And how , with red , loft colour to repair ; Imperfect eye - brows you by art can ...
... spring ; Yet , let me warn you , that , through no neglect , You let your teeth difclofe the leaft defect . You know the use of white to make you fair , And how , with red , loft colour to repair ; Imperfect eye - brows you by art can ...
עמוד 140
... springs of life their currents leave , And her laft gafp her husband's lips receive . Now , to pursue our voyage we provide , Till fafe to port our weary bark we guide . You may expect , perhaps , I now should teach 3 You 140 POEMS ...
... springs of life their currents leave , And her laft gafp her husband's lips receive . Now , to pursue our voyage we provide , Till fafe to port our weary bark we guide . You may expect , perhaps , I now should teach 3 You 140 POEMS ...
עמוד 158
... spring ? II . Without thy aid , the most aspiring mind Muft flag beneath , to narrow flights confin'd , Striving to rife in vain : Nor e'er can hope with equal lays To celebrate bright Virtue's praise . Thy aid obtain'd , ev'n I , the ...
... spring ? II . Without thy aid , the most aspiring mind Muft flag beneath , to narrow flights confin'd , Striving to rife in vain : Nor e'er can hope with equal lays To celebrate bright Virtue's praise . Thy aid obtain'd , ev'n I , the ...
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מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
WORKS OF THE ENGLISH POETS W/P <span dir=ltr>Samuel 1709-1784 Johnson</span> אין תצוגה מקדימה זמינה - 2016 |
WORKS OF THE ENGLISH POETS W/P <span dir=ltr>Samuel 1709-1784 Johnson</span> אין תצוגה מקדימה זמינה - 2016 |
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
againſt Amyntas arms beauteous beauty Belgia blefs bleft bofom breaſt bright caufe ceaſe charms Dæmon dear defire delight deſpair Ev'n eyes facred fafe faid fair fame fate fear feen fhades fhall fhew fhould figh fight fing fire firft firſt flain flame fmiling foft fome fong foon forrow foul fpring ftill ftreams fuch fudden fure fwain fweet goddeſs gods grace grief grove heart heaven himſelf honour huſband Jove laft laſt lefs light loft lord lov'd lute lyre moft moſt mourn Mufe muft Muſe muſt Namur ne'er night numbers nymph o'er Otreus paffion Phaon Pindar plain pleafing pleaſe pleaſure praiſe purſue rage raiſe reft reſt rife Sappho ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhow ſkies ſpeak ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtill thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand Venus verfe verſe weeping Whilft whofe Whoſe youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 50 - Then I looked on all the works that my hands had wrought, and on the labour that I had laboured to do : and behold, all was vanity and vexation of spirit, and there was no profit under the sun.
עמוד 74 - Be to her virtues very kind; Be to her faults a little blind; Let all her ways be unconfin'd; And clap your padlock — on her mind.
עמוד 68 - ... tis his fancy to run, At night he declines on his Thetis's breast. So, when I am wearied with wandering all day, To thee, my delight, in the evening I come : No matter what beauties I saw in my way ; They were but my visits, but thou art my home ! Then finish, dear Chloe, this pastoral war, And let us like Horace and Lydia agree ; For thou art a girl as much brighter than her, As he was a poet sublimer than me.
עמוד 22 - He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.
עמוד 50 - I made me great works; I builded me houses; I planted me vineyards: I made me gardens and orchards, and I planted trees in them of all kind of fruits: I made me pools of water, to water therewith the wood that bringeth forth trees...
עמוד 258 - ... tortures, and rejoice in fire; Or had I faith like that which Israel saw, When Moses gave them miracles and law; Yet...
עמוד 257 - Shadrach's zeal my glowing breast inspire, To weary tortures, and rejoice in fire; Or had I faith like that which Israel saw, When Moses gave them miracles and law...
עמוד 92 - Terrible, marches through the midday air, And scatters death; the arrow that by night Cuts the dank mist, and fatal wings its flight; The billowing snow, and violence of the...
עמוד 44 - To Me pertains not, She replies, To know or care where CUPID flies ; What are his Haunts, or which his Way ; Where He would dwell, or whither stray : Yet will I never set Thee free : For Harm was meant, and Harm to Me.
עמוד 45 - And through the woods uncertain chanc'd to stray. Apollo passing by beheld the maid ; And, Sister dear, bright Cynthia, turn, he said: The hunted hind lies close in yonder brake. Loud Cupid laugh'd, to see the god's mistake ; And laughing, cried, Learn better, great divine, To know thy kindred, and to honour mine.