The Works of Alexander Popekesq., with Notes and Illustrations by Himself and Others: To which Were Added, a New Life of the Author, an Estimate of His Poetical Character and Writings, and Occasional Remarks, Volum 8C. and J. Rivington, 1824 |
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Pàgina 65
... trouble kindly such is your generosity to your friends , that you take it kindly to be desired by them to do them a kindness ; and you think it done to you , when they give you an opportunity to do it them . Wherefore you may be sure to ...
... trouble kindly such is your generosity to your friends , that you take it kindly to be desired by them to do them a kindness ; and you think it done to you , when they give you an opportunity to do it them . Wherefore you may be sure to ...
Pàgina 66
... trouble you take for me , in putting my rhymes in tune , since good sounds set off often ill sense , as the Italian songs , whose good airs , with the worst words or meaning , make the best music ; so , by your tuning my Welsh harp , my ...
... trouble you take for me , in putting my rhymes in tune , since good sounds set off often ill sense , as the Italian songs , whose good airs , with the worst words or meaning , make the best music ; so , by your tuning my Welsh harp , my ...
Pàgina 69
... trouble you have undergone for me , in com- paring my papers you took down with you , with the old printed volume , and with one another , of that bundle you have in your hands ; amongst which ( you say ) you find numerous repetitions ...
... trouble you have undergone for me , in com- paring my papers you took down with you , with the old printed volume , and with one another , of that bundle you have in your hands ; amongst which ( you say ) you find numerous repetitions ...
Pàgina 70
... trouble I have given you , since so much . Now as to what you call freedom with me , ( which you desire me to forgive , ) you may be assured I would not forgive you unless you did use it : for I am so far from thinking your plainness an ...
... trouble I have given you , since so much . Now as to what you call freedom with me , ( which you desire me to forgive , ) you may be assured I would not forgive you unless you did use it : for I am so far from thinking your plainness an ...
Pàgina 76
... trouble any morn- ing to call at my house , I shall be very glad to read the verses over with him , and give him my opinion of the particulars more largely than I can well do in this letter . I am , Sir , etc. LETTER II . MR . WALSH TO ...
... trouble any morn- ing to call at my house , I shall be very glad to read the verses over with him , and give him my opinion of the particulars more largely than I can well do in this letter . I am , Sir , etc. LETTER II . MR . WALSH TO ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 194 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. . What is this absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul! can this be death?
Pàgina 373 - The tawny lion, pawing to get free His hinder parts, then springs, as broke from bonds, And rampant shakes his brinded mane; the ounce, The libbard, and the tiger, as the mole Rising, the crumbled earth above them threw In hillocks: the swift stag from under ground Bore up his branching head...
Pàgina 123 - Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years, slide soft away In health of body, peace of mind, Quiet by day. Sound sleep by night ; study and ease Together mix'd, sweet recreation, And innocence, which most does please With meditation.
Pàgina 274 - Britain's isle, no matter where, An ancient pile of building stands : "The Huntingdons and Hattons there Employed the power of fairy hands To raise the ceiling's fretted height, Each panel in achievements clothing, Rich windows that exclude the light, And passages that lead to nothing.
Pàgina 94 - That changed through all, and yet in all the same, Great in the earth as in the ethereal frame, Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees : Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent...
Pàgina 379 - Nymph of the grot, these sacred springs I keep : And to the murmur of these waters sleep : Ah spare my slumbers, gently tread the cave, And drink in silence, or in silence lave.
Pàgina 95 - OF man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heavenly Muse...
Pàgina 165 - All that regards design, form, fable, which is the soul of poetry ; all that concerns exactness, or consent of parts, which is the body, will probably be wanting. Only pretty conceptions, fine metaphors, glittering expressions, and something of a neat cast of verse, which are properly the dress, gems, or loose ornaments of poetry, may be found in these verses.
Pàgina 122 - Ode on Solitude, which I found yesterday by great accident, and which 1 find by the date was written when I was not twelve years old...
Pàgina 122 - Sed mihi vel tellus optem prius ima dehiscat, Vel Pater omnipotens adigat me fulmine ad umbras, 25 Pallentes umbras Erebi noctemque profundam, Ante, Pudor, quam te violo, aut tua jura resolvo. Ille meos, primus qui me sibi junxit, amores Abstulit ; ille habeat secum servetque sepulchro.