Specimens of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical Notices, and An Essay on English Poetry, כרך 5Thomas Campbell J. Murray, 1819 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 30
עמוד 6
... trembling heart . Give me thy hand , and let me hear thy voice ; Nay , quickly speak to me , and let me hear Thy voice - my own affrights me with its echoes . Leon . Let us return ; the horror of this place , And silence , will increase ...
... trembling heart . Give me thy hand , and let me hear thy voice ; Nay , quickly speak to me , and let me hear Thy voice - my own affrights me with its echoes . Leon . Let us return ; the horror of this place , And silence , will increase ...
עמוד 28
... trembling accent cry'd , " This hemp - seed with my virgin hand I sow , Who shall my true - love be , the crop shall mow . " I straight look'd back , and , if my eyes speak truth , With his keen scythe behind me came the youth . " With ...
... trembling accent cry'd , " This hemp - seed with my virgin hand I sow , Who shall my true - love be , the crop shall mow . " I straight look'd back , and , if my eyes speak truth , With his keen scythe behind me came the youth . " With ...
עמוד 38
... tremble when thy nipple's prest , To see the white drops bathe thy swelling breast ! Nine moons shall publicly divulge thy shame , And the young squire forestall a father's name . When twice twelve times the reaper's sweeping hand With ...
... tremble when thy nipple's prest , To see the white drops bathe thy swelling breast ! Nine moons shall publicly divulge thy shame , And the young squire forestall a father's name . When twice twelve times the reaper's sweeping hand With ...
עמוד 39
... tremble at his awful name , Whom vengeance now o'ertakes for murder'd game . Assist me , Bacchus , and ye drunken powers , To sing his friendships and his midnight hours ! Why dost thou glory in thy strength of beer , Firm cork'd and ...
... tremble at his awful name , Whom vengeance now o'ertakes for murder'd game . Assist me , Bacchus , and ye drunken powers , To sing his friendships and his midnight hours ! Why dost thou glory in thy strength of beer , Firm cork'd and ...
עמוד 56
... trembling hands forbear to paint . Who , features veil'd by light , can hit ? Where can , what has no outline , fit ? My soul , the vain attempt forego , Thyself , the fitter subject , know . He wisely shuns the bold extreme , Who soon ...
... trembling hands forbear to paint . Who , features veil'd by light , can hit ? Where can , what has no outline , fit ? My soul , the vain attempt forego , Thyself , the fitter subject , know . He wisely shuns the bold extreme , Who soon ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Æsop ALLAN RAMSAY beneath Biron blest bliss BORN bosom breast breath bright charms COLLEY CIBBER crown'd Cuddy dear death delight e'er earth Ev'n eyes face fair fame fancy fate fear fond gentle GEORGE LILLO GEORGE SEWELL give grace grave Grongar Hill hair hand happy hast head hear heart heaven heel I three JOHN VANBRUGH Jove LEONARD WELSTED live Lord Lubberkin maid Metis mind Moria mortal Muse ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er pain peace plain pleas'd pleasure poet praise pride rise round seem'd shade shining sighs sing sleep smile soft song soon soul spleen swain sweet swelling sylphs taste tears tell Thalestris thee THOMAS WARTON thou thought trembling turn me thrice Twas Venus vows ween WILLIAM SHENSTONE Wilm Wilmot wind wings wretch youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 220 - Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood ; And where this valley winded out, below, The murmuring main was heard, and scarcely heard, to flow.
עמוד 121 - A brighter wash; to curl their waving hairs, Assist their blushes, and inspire their airs; Nay oft, in dreams, invention we bestow, To change a flounce, or add a furbelow.
עמוד 332 - 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 rise : Still...
עמוד 135 - Unless good Sense preserve what Beauty gains : That Men may say, when we the Front-box grace, Behold the first in Virtue as in Face...
עמוד 136 - And trust me, dear ! good-humour can prevail, When airs, and flights, and screams, and scolding fail. Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll ; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
עמוד 130 - And screen'd in shades from day's detested glare, She sighs for ever on her pensive bed, Pain at her side, and Megrim at her head.
עמוד 112 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death ! where is thy sting ? The Universal Prayer FATHER of all!
עמוד 121 - Planets through the boundless Sky. Some less refin'd, beneath the Moon's pale Light Pursue the Stars that shoot athwart the Night ; Or suck the Mists in grosser Air below, Or dip their Pinions in the painted Bow, Or brew fierce Tempests on the wintry Main, Or o'er the Glebe distil the kindly Rain.
עמוד 312 - TO EVENING. 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...
עמוד 42 - India's coast we sail, Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright; Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale, Thy skin is ivory so white. Thus every beauteous object that I view, Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. Though battle call me from thy arms. Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; Though cannons roar, yet safe from harms, William shall to his dear return. Love turns aside the balls that round me fly, Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye.