Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson to BeattieJ. Whetham & Son, 1841 - 807 من الصفحات |
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... Spleen . An Epistle to Mr. Cuthbert ADDISON . Jackson On Barclay's Apology for the Quakers The Seeker .. 310 317 it A Letter from Italy to the Right Hon . Charles Lord Halifax , in the year 1701 ... 232 The Grotto . Written by Mr. Green ...
... Spleen . An Epistle to Mr. Cuthbert ADDISON . Jackson On Barclay's Apology for the Quakers The Seeker .. 310 317 it A Letter from Italy to the Right Hon . Charles Lord Halifax , in the year 1701 ... 232 The Grotto . Written by Mr. Green ...
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... Spleen . An Epistle to Mr. Cuthbert Jackson 310 ADDISON . On Barclay's Apology for the Quakers ..... 317 The Seeker . ib , A Letter from Italy to the Right Hon . Charles Lord Halifax , in the year 1701 .......... 232 The Campaign . A ...
... Spleen . An Epistle to Mr. Cuthbert Jackson 310 ADDISON . On Barclay's Apology for the Quakers ..... 317 The Seeker . ib , A Letter from Italy to the Right Hon . Charles Lord Halifax , in the year 1701 .......... 232 The Campaign . A ...
الصفحة 192
... spleen or vapors meant . Of wine she never tasted through the year , But white and black was all her homely cheer : Brown bread , and milk , ( but first she skimm'd her bowls ) vain , To wish their vile resemblance may remain ! And ...
... spleen or vapors meant . Of wine she never tasted through the year , But white and black was all her homely cheer : Brown bread , and milk , ( but first she skimm'd her bowls ) vain , To wish their vile resemblance may remain ! And ...
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... spleen to cure its own . Those sacred Virgins whom the bards revere Tun'd all her voice , and shed a sweetness there , To make her sense with double charms abound , Or make her lively nonsense please by sound . To dress the maid , the ...
... spleen to cure its own . Those sacred Virgins whom the bards revere Tun'd all her voice , and shed a sweetness there , To make her sense with double charms abound , Or make her lively nonsense please by sound . To dress the maid , the ...
الصفحة 287
... spleen's imagin'd pains , Nor melancholy stagnates in her veins ; She never loses life in thoughtless ease , Nor on the velvet couch invites disease ; Her home - spun dress in simple neatness lies , And for no glaring equipage she sighs ...
... spleen's imagin'd pains , Nor melancholy stagnates in her veins ; She never loses life in thoughtless ease , Nor on the velvet couch invites disease ; Her home - spun dress in simple neatness lies , And for no glaring equipage she sighs ...
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Abra angels arms behold blest blood breast breath bright call'd charms Cloacina clouds courser crown'd Dagon dark death delight Derry divine dread Earth ev'n eyes fair fame fate fear fire fix'd flame flies glory grace grief hand happy hast hath head heart Heaven Hell honor hope join'd king labor light live lord lov'd Lubberkin lyre maid mighty mind mortal Muse ne'er never night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er once pain passion peace plain pleas'd pleasure praise pride proud race rage rais'd reign rise round Satan seem'd shade shining sight sing song soon soul spirits Spleen stood stream swain sweet taste tears tell tempest Thalestris Thebes thee Theseus thine things THOMAS TICKELL thou thought throne trembling turn'd Twas vex'd Virg virtue voice winds wings wise wood youth
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الصفحة 140 - Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee; How small...
الصفحة 12 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold, In weeds of peace, high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
الصفحة 12 - Gently o'er the accustom'd oak ; Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy ! Thee, chantress, oft the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song ; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
الصفحة 11 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
الصفحة 356 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind ; His soul proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or milky way ; Yet simple nature to his hope has given, Behind the cloud topp'd hill, an humbler heaven...
الصفحة 232 - The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
الصفحة 358 - KNOW then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great : With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act, or rest; In doubt to deem himself a god, or beast...
الصفحة 13 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth show, And every herb that sips the dew : Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
الصفحة 11 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides : — Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe ; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain-nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with...
الصفحة 23 - Sing, heavenly Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning...