The Works of the English Poets: GayH. Hughs, 1779 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 28
עמוד 6
... How thy rod bends ! behold , the prize is thine ! Caft on the bank , he dies with gasping pains , And trickling blood his filver mail diftains . 2 155 You You must not every worm promifcuous use ; Judgement will GAY'S POEMS .
... How thy rod bends ! behold , the prize is thine ! Caft on the bank , he dies with gasping pains , And trickling blood his filver mail diftains . 2 155 You You must not every worm promifcuous use ; Judgement will GAY'S POEMS .
עמוד 9
... athwart the stream unfolds his length . He now , with pleasure , views the gasping prize Gnash his fharp teeth , and roll his blood - shot eyes ; 235 240 245 Then Then draws him to the fhore , with artful care RURAL SPORTS . CANTO I.
... athwart the stream unfolds his length . He now , with pleasure , views the gasping prize Gnash his fharp teeth , and roll his blood - shot eyes ; 235 240 245 Then Then draws him to the fhore , with artful care RURAL SPORTS . CANTO I.
עמוד 10
... blood of living infect stain my line . Let me , lefs cruel , caft the feather'd hook , With pliant rod athwart the pebbled brook , Silent along the mazy margin ftray , 265 And with the fur- wrought fly delude the prey . 270 RURAL RURAL ...
... blood of living infect stain my line . Let me , lefs cruel , caft the feather'd hook , With pliant rod athwart the pebbled brook , Silent along the mazy margin ftray , 265 And with the fur- wrought fly delude the prey . 270 RURAL RURAL ...
עמוד 31
... blood - fhot eyes her grief exprefs : Deep in her breast the reeking sword is drown'd ; And gufhing blood streams purple from the wound Her fifter Anna hovering o'er her stands , Accufes Heaven with lifted eyes and hands , Upbraids the ...
... blood - fhot eyes her grief exprefs : Deep in her breast the reeking sword is drown'd ; And gufhing blood streams purple from the wound Her fifter Anna hovering o'er her stands , Accufes Heaven with lifted eyes and hands , Upbraids the ...
עמוד 37
... blood ; They ftrive to stay the fleeting life too late , And in the pious action share their fate . Now the proud dame , o'ercome by trembling fear , With her wide robe protects her only care ; To fave her only care in vain she tries ...
... blood ; They ftrive to stay the fleeting life too late , And in the pious action share their fate . Now the proud dame , o'ercome by trembling fear , With her wide robe protects her only care ; To fave her only care in vain she tries ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
ACIS AND GALATEA Alcmena arms beneath Blouzelind boaſts bofom breaſt charms cheek Cloacina coach crouds dame damfel defcend diftant ECLOGUE EPISTLE erft Ev'n eyes fafe faid fair fame fate fatire feek feen fhade fhall fhepherd fhine fhore fhould fhow fide fighs filver fing firft firſt fkies flain flame fleep flies flow flowers fmiles foft fome fong foon forrow foul ftand ftill ftreams ftrong fuch fudden fung fure fwain fweet fwelling Galanthis Goddeſs grace hand heart labours laft LOBBIN CLOUT loft Lubberkin maid Molly moſt Mufe Muſe muſt ne'er night numbers nymph o'er paffion pafs plain pleaſe pleaſure praiſe prefent pride purſue Quadrille raiſe rife rofe round ſhall ſhe ſhine ſkies ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtep ſtill ſtrains ſtreet ſweet tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou trembling Twas verſe VIRG Whofe Whoſe youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 254 - Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain ; Let me kiss off that falling tear ; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds ; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.
עמוד 75 - Two Hazel-Nuts I threw into the Flame, And to each Nut I gave a Sweet-heart's Name. This with the loudest Bounce me sore amaz'd, That in a Flame of brightest Colour blaz'd. As blaz'd the Nut so may thy Passion grow, For 'twas thy Nut that did so brightly glow.
עמוד 253 - So the sweet lark, high poised in air, Shuts close his pinions to his breast, If chance his mate's shrill call he hear, And drops at once into her nest. The...
עמוד 142 - Heaven thy eyes and hands, When the long scroll the surgeon's fees demands ! Or else (ye gods, avert that worst disgrace !) Thy ruin'd nose falls level with thy face ! Then shall thy wife thy loathsome kiss disdain, And wholesome neighbours from thy mug refrain. Yet there are watchmen, who with friendly light...
עמוד 74 - With my sharp heel I three times mark the ground, And turn me thrice around, around, around.
עמוד 127 - Eyes, and hasts to beggar more. Where the brass Knocker, wrapt in Flannel Band, Forbids the Thunder of the Footman's Hand; Th...
עמוד 264 - Like the eyes of my sweet Molly Mog. ' For guineas in other men's breeches Your gamesters' will palm and will cog ; But I envy them none of their riches, So I may win sweet Molly Mog.
עמוד 188 - Ev'n in mid ocean often didst thou quail, And oft lift up thy holy eye and hand, Praying the Virgin dear, and saintly choir, Back to the port to bring thy bark entire.
עמוד 194 - All this, my friends, I owe to Homer's strain, On whose strong pinions I exalt my lay. What from contending cities did he gain; And what rewards his grateful country pay? None, none were paid — why then all this for me? These honours, Homer, had been just to thee.
עמוד 84 - The daisy, butter-flower, and endive blue. After the good man warn'd us from his text, That none could tell whose turn would be the next, He said that Heaven would take her soul, no doubt, And spoke the hour-glass in her praise— quite out...