The Poems of William CollinsGinn, 1898 - 135 עמודים |
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עמוד xiii
... writing many years after his death . Johnson says that " his English exercises were better than his Latin " ; but also that , in 1740 , when Collins was ready for the university , " he stood first in the list of the scholars to be ...
... writing many years after his death . Johnson says that " his English exercises were better than his Latin " ; but also that , in 1740 , when Collins was ready for the university , " he stood first in the list of the scholars to be ...
עמוד xix
... writing his odes ; and , having a gen- eral invitation to my house , he frequently passed whole days there , which he employed in writing them , and as frequently burning what he had written , after reading them to me : many of them ...
... writing his odes ; and , having a gen- eral invitation to my house , he frequently passed whole days there , which he employed in writing them , and as frequently burning what he had written , after reading them to me : many of them ...
עמוד xxiii
... writing a history of the Revival of Learning , and collected many scarce books to aid him in this labor.1 But now , in the midst of prosperity , and when he had hardly reached the maturity of his powers , there crept into the mind of ...
... writing a history of the Revival of Learning , and collected many scarce books to aid him in this labor.1 But now , in the midst of prosperity , and when he had hardly reached the maturity of his powers , there crept into the mind of ...
עמוד xxviii
... writing within six years after the poet's death , and had many literary friends in London , some of whom very likely had known Collins . White's description was written twenty - two years after Collins's death . companions will at last ...
... writing within six years after the poet's death , and had many literary friends in London , some of whom very likely had known Collins . White's description was written twenty - two years after Collins's death . companions will at last ...
עמוד xxxiv
... writer's heart than to his knowledge of Collins's poetry ; but it shows a feeling on Goldsmith's part , and doubtless on that of his literary set in London , that the poet then living in pitiful seclusion at Chichester had been a spirit ...
... writer's heart than to his knowledge of Collins's poetry ; but it shows a feeling on Goldsmith's part , and doubtless on that of his literary set in London , that the poet then living in pitiful seclusion at Chichester had been a spirit ...
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עמוד 60 - Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round ; Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound : And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
עמוד 81 - I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
עמוד 53 - Or find some ruin midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. Or if chill blustering winds or driving rain Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut That, from the mountain's side, Views wilds and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discover'd spires ; And hears their simple bell; and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
עמוד 57 - 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. Next Anger rush'd; his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings; In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings.
עמוד 58 - And, ever and anon, he beat The doubling drum, with furious heat ; And though sometimes, each dreary pause between, Dejected Pity, at his side, Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild unaltered mien, While each strained ball of sight seemed bursting from his head.
עמוד 57 - tis said, when all were fired, Filled with fury, rapt, inspired, From the supporting myrtles round They snatch'd her instruments of sound; And, as they oft had heard apart Sweet lessons of her forceful art, Each (for Madness ruled the hour) Would prove his own expressive power.
עמוד 52 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, 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...
עמוד 111 - O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife ! Thou know'st that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives. Lady M. But in them nature's copy's not eterne. Macb. There's comfort yet ; they are assailable ; Then be thou jocund : ere the bat hath flown His cloister'd flight, ere to black Hecate's summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.
עמוד 99 - The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That owned the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...
עמוד 51 - If aught of oaten stop or pastoral song May hope, chaste Eve, to soothe thy modest ear, Like thy own solemn springs, Thy springs and dying gales...