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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الصفحة 14
... winds can hurtful murmurs scatter , And nought but Echo flatter . The gods , when they descended , hither From Heaven did always choose their way ; And therefore we may boldly say , That ' tis the way too thither . How happy here should ...
... winds can hurtful murmurs scatter , And nought but Echo flatter . The gods , when they descended , hither From Heaven did always choose their way ; And therefore we may boldly say , That ' tis the way too thither . How happy here should ...
الصفحة 18
... winds soon lull'd asleep . Tower'd cities please us then , And the busy hum of men , 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 ...
... winds soon lull'd asleep . Tower'd cities please us then , And the busy hum of men , 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 ...
الصفحة 19
... winds are piping loud , Or ushered with a shower still When the gust hath blown his fill , Ending on the rustling leaves , With minute drops from off the eaves . And , when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams , me , goddess ...
... winds are piping loud , Or ushered with a shower still When the gust hath blown his fill , Ending on the rustling leaves , With minute drops from off the eaves . And , when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams , me , goddess ...
الصفحة 20
... winds , and gushing brooks On whose fresh lap the swart - star sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes , That on the green turf suck the honied showers , And purple all the ground with vernal flowers . Bring the ...
... winds , and gushing brooks On whose fresh lap the swart - star sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes , That on the green turf suck the honied showers , And purple all the ground with vernal flowers . Bring the ...
الصفحة 22
... winds when they roar , And hush the waving woods ; nor of less faith , And in this office of his mountain watch ... Wind me into the easy - hearted man , And hug him into snares . When once her eye Hath met the virtue of this magic ...
... winds when they roar , And hush the waving woods ; nor of less faith , And in this office of his mountain watch ... Wind me into the easy - hearted man , And hug him into snares . When once her eye Hath met the virtue of this magic ...
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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...