The Aonian Banquet, Or, A Selection of Poems of Acknowledged MeritJames Humphreys, 1803 - 268 pàgines |
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Pàgina 10
... wind , And the loud laugh , that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade , And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made . But now the sounds of population fail , No cheerful murmurs fluctuate in the gale ...
... wind , And the loud laugh , that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade , And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made . But now the sounds of population fail , No cheerful murmurs fluctuate in the gale ...
Pàgina 65
... wind is up : hark ! how it howls ! _methinks , Till now I never heard a sound so dreary . Doors creak , and windows clap , and night's foul bird , Rook'd in the spire , screams loud ; the gloomy ailes Black plaister'd , and hung round ...
... wind is up : hark ! how it howls ! _methinks , Till now I never heard a sound so dreary . Doors creak , and windows clap , and night's foul bird , Rook'd in the spire , screams loud ; the gloomy ailes Black plaister'd , and hung round ...
Pàgina 66
... winds : some rift half . down Their branchless trunks : others so thin a - top That scarce two crows could lodge in the same tree . Strange things , the neighbours say , have hap- pen'd here : Wild shrieks have issu'd from the hollow ...
... winds : some rift half . down Their branchless trunks : others so thin a - top That scarce two crows could lodge in the same tree . Strange things , the neighbours say , have hap- pen'd here : Wild shrieks have issu'd from the hollow ...
Pàgina 96
... winds his tale ; up And jovial youth of lightsome vacant heart , Whose every day was made of melody , Hears not the voice of mirth ; the shrill - tongu'd shrew , Meek as the turtle - dove , forgets her chiding . Here are the wise , the ...
... winds his tale ; up And jovial youth of lightsome vacant heart , Whose every day was made of melody , Hears not the voice of mirth ; the shrill - tongu'd shrew , Meek as the turtle - dove , forgets her chiding . Here are the wise , the ...
Pàgina 97
... ache ; nor was there cause they should , For all was pure within : no fell remorse , Nor anxious castings up of what might be , Alarm'd his peaceful bosom : summer seas F Shew not more smooth , when kiss'd by southern winds THE GRAVE . 97.
... ache ; nor was there cause they should , For all was pure within : no fell remorse , Nor anxious castings up of what might be , Alarm'd his peaceful bosom : summer seas F Shew not more smooth , when kiss'd by southern winds THE GRAVE . 97.
Frases i termes més freqüents
Amidst bade beneath blessings blest bliss bloom boast bosom bow'rs breast breath Carinthian charms cheerful climes cold courser crown'd dark dead dear Death deep dread e'en e'er Earl Earl Walter ELEGY ev'ning ev'ry eyes fair fire flies fond gale gentle gibbet gloom grave grove hand Hark hear heart Heaven holla horn hound hush'd LADY COVENTRY land Lord lov'd luxury lyre maid Methinks mind morn mourn Muse ne'er night nymph o'er pain Phyllis PINDARIC pity plain pleas'd pleasure poor pow'r pride proud raptures repose rise rose round ruin seem'd shade shore shrub sigh skies smil'd smile soft sorrow soul sound Spain spread swain sweet SWEET Auburn tear tell thee thine THOMAS GISBORNE THOMAS GRAY thou thro toil tomb train Twas tyrant vale village wand'ring wealth weep wild wind wings wretch yonder
Passatges populars
Pàgina 136 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Pàgina 15 - Yet he was kind, or if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
Pàgina 18 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale; No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
Pàgina 56 - To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies. Methinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the broad ocean leans against the land, And sedulous to stop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward methinks, and diligently slow, The firm connected bulwark seems to grow ; Spreads its long arms amidst the watery roar, Scoops out an empire, and usurps the shore.
Pàgina 4 - The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out to tire each other down...
Pàgina 15 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew. Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Pàgina 5 - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn : Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain.
Pàgina 249 - AT the close of the day, when the hamlet is still, And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove, When nought but the torrent is heard on the hill, And nought but the nightingale's song in the grove...
Pàgina 13 - The reverend champion stood. At his control, Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Pàgina 40 - Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail, Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale; Or press the bashful stranger to his food, And learn the luxury of doing good.